Hanna, the last of a long forgotten people.
Known for her beauty, the long mighty mane and eyes of emerald green. Feared for her skill on the battlefield and revered by the common people.
She is a warrior, taught to fight since she could take her first step. For her, war and conflict is not just a way of life, it’s her reason for being.
Every part of Hanna is a weapon, honed through years and years of experience. None can escape her ire or ardor.
Be it man, beast, demon, or god. In the end, they all fall before her might