Luna sighed as she put on her helmet, getting ready to lead her platoon into battle, none of them questioning how a twelve year old girl could lead them all into battle without a hint of fear. Her long white braid laid at her shoulder and fell down to her waist. She gently touched it then grabbed a dagger and cut it off, shorten her hair so she could fight better. She looked at her general as he walked in a nodded, walking out of the tent and then starting to march with all of her men in formation. She had no clue that this would be her last battle for this kingdom.
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