As the saying goes, "A solitary smoke plume rises and straightens in the vast desert, while a pair of suns sets on the winding river!",It's unrealistic to expect a young woman, clad in armor stained with blood and dust, her face marred by grime and fatigue, to be graced with the scent of flowers. Of course, even if she were weary from travel, she wouldn't appear disheveled in the slightest. Underneath her neatly styled golden bob lay a face with sharp features and eyes that glowed an impossible crimson red for any normal Earthling. Full of life yet piercingly sharp, she was indeed a striking beauty.,Help me up! Bring my atomic spear, whirlwind blast cannon, and Dawn Breaker sword over here! Even though I'm old, I fought the Ethereal Dragon for three hundred rounds! I've even beaten your queen more than once!。