[[Category:Her crimson eyes were the brand of the wild. She smashed through her enemies, cut them down, and ground them to a pulp. She was like a raging bull. "GET THE HELL OUTTA MY WAAAAY!"
Those crimson eyes were the brand of a fanatic. She believed only in the strength of her arm and her onyx axe. She would never falter. "GET OUT OF MY WAAAAY!"
Her blue eyes were proof of her composure; another persona beyond that of a wild fanatic. "I'm not just some raging lunatic, y'know." Two inherently different sets of eyes. The brand of a warrior.]]
