• The sand whips around in furry just as the sun starts to rise. Rejecting her and her intentions, the earth itself seems to have sent the wind to beat upon her. Suddenly, a suppressing feel stops the wind itself, causing the sand to fall. For miles around I could be heard, the roar of a beat so mighty and powerful even the demons not dare disturb it. Lifting her goggles and revealing her blood-red eyes, this mage, this warrior, this proud adventurer only stares at the beat. Her heart-beat unwavering, her gaze sharp of the teeth of the beat itself. She has come to slay the dragon.