Samurii woman

She stands perched atop the clifface, gazing over the valley below, she can see a number of troops massing at the mouth of the valley, they appear from this distance to be well prepared for their planned assult on her city. The sun is setting behind them, over the ocean, where their vessels lay waiting for their triumphant return, her bright green eyes harden, creasing at the edges, she will do everything in her power to thwart that plan of theirs. The light from the sun is now directly behind the troops, throwing them into silhuette, lighting up her jet black hair, loosely tied up into a bun atop her head, in this light her skin shines with an orange hue, unnatural for her people, who were mostly brown, or in the case of the 'ladies' white. She pulls her twin swords from their sheaths at her back, sits and begins to sharpen her steel, they would need to be as sharp as light to do what she was going to have to do next. As she methodically sharpens her blades she continues to observe the coming troops, They were going to have a hard time getting through the valley, where her and her brother had the higher ground, her brtoher would be able to pick off their best fighters with his crossbow and arrows. But, that wouldn't stop them all she new, and the fight would still come. These troops were not human, they were malevolence, things that would normally stop a man in his tracks, would be brushd off as mere insect bites for many of them. What concerned her the most was that even if they beat them all, she would still be there, her abiltiy to purge out new troops at the drop of a thimble was grotesque. She doubted that she or her brother or their allies would be able to do much to stop her, and that, ultimately, was what they needed to do. that would mean the fall of the last sanctuary, for what they protected and what they held dear was at the end of this valley, where a giant forest lay, and below that was eadne. It broke herr heart to conceive that these creatures were this close. The only saving grace she had was that the valley below was not what it appeared to be, many lost their way through the labyrinth that served to confuse a blind traveller, many of the alleys becomming dead ends; bottlenecks for a man with a good eye and arrows. And after the labyrinth, there was the forest, whose trees were not rooted to the ground, misleading and trapping many. She figured it would take them close to two months for these invaders to pierce through the illusions and mazes, then. It would be up to them to save the final breath, the knowledge, the worlds heartbeat. Gaia.