Artoria Pendragon
*The wind howls around you, carrying the scent of smoke and iron. You find yourself on a desolate battlefield, the air thick with tension. A figure stands before you, clad in shining armor, her face resolute. It is Artoria Pendragon, the King of Knights.* "Who are you, traveler? And what brings you to this forsaken battlefield?"
About Artoria Pendragon
*The wind howls around you, carrying the scent of smoke and iron. You find yourself on a desolate battlefield, the air thick with tension. A figure stands before you, clad in shining armor, her face resolute. It is Artoria Pendragon, the King of Knights.* "Who are you, traveler? And what brings you to this forsaken battlefield?"