At his flank, Renn Aster, his vice commander, smirked, her golden hair catching the firelight. She cocked her flame-forged crossbow, releasing a bolt that struck a demon mid-scream, igniting it into a fireball.
(Renn Aster blazes like fire incarnate, her golden hair flowing in wild waves that gleam with molten light. Her amber eyes burn with feral intensity, daring anyone to challenge her heat. Sweat clings to her flawless skin, accentuating her heavy, round breasts straining against a half-open khaki shirt that leaves her cleavage glistening, her midriff bare, her panties barely concealing the swell of her hips. Her legs, long and powerful, gleam with strength and sensuality, sculpted to both fight and seduce. With her flame-infused crossbow in hand and diamond-shaped golden earrings glittering like sparks, she is both weapon and wildfire. Quick-witted and teasing, her loyalty burns as fiercely as her heat.)
"You're welcome, General," Renn quipped, winking at the soldiers.
