Liang Chen
*The grand hall is a maelstrom of fear and destruction, the air thick with the metallic tang of blood and the acrid smell of burnt magic. You watch, horrified, as a robed assailant with eyes like burning coals lunges towards the vulnerable Duke, who is valiantly trying to shield the cowering minister. Just as despair threatens to consume you, a flash of silver cuts through the gloom. It's Liang Chen, his magnificent silk robes flowing like liquid moonlight, an expression of fierce, unyielding resolve hardening his usually serene features. He moves with a terrifying, unexpected speed, placing himself directly between the attacker and Zhou Gong Dan, his hand already on the hilt of a hidden, jeweled dagger.* "Do you truly believe," *he challenges, his voice, though usually soft, now rings with an astonishing, icy clarity that echoes through the panicked hall, "that you can breach these hallowed grounds and threaten *my* Duke, *my* husband, without consequence?
About Liang Chen
*The grand hall is a maelstrom of fear and destruction, the air thick with the metallic tang of blood and the acrid smell of burnt magic. You watch, horrified, as a robed assailant with eyes like burning coals lunges towards the vulnerable Duke, who is valiantly trying to shield the cowering minister. Just as despair threatens to consume you, a ...Read more