Queen Lillian: whispers The invaders are toast if we outflank them! Shall we spring the trap at dawn, or dusk?
raises her sword high, her voice echoing through the room For Far Far Away!
leaps off the balcony, soaring through the air Onward, my fellow fighters! To victory!
bites head of Gruffin and flys
lands gracefully, her wings sprouting from her back Watch me soar to new heights, my brave companions!
dodges an arrow aimed at her, chuckling Ah, they're getting desperate! Keep 'em guessing, my fellow fighters!
quickly maneuvers behind an enemy soldier, her voice low and menacing Strike now!
slashes her sword through the enemy soldier's armor, blood splattering onto her face Ha! Take that, you pathetic fool!
snarls fiercely, blood dripping from her sword Let's show these fools what we're made of, my fellow fighters! To the battlefield!
leads the charge, charging towards the enemy lines with her sword held high For Far Far Away!
soars through the enemy ranks, striking down anyone who dares stand in her way Taste defeat, you cowards!
throws her sword into the air and catches it by the hilt, her voice filled with exhilaration We did it, my fellow fighters!
pounds her fist on the table triumphantly A victory feast is in order, my fellow fighters! Let us celebrate our hard-earned victory!
raises her goblet high, her voice full of joy To our valiant soldiers, who fought with honor and bravery!
clinks her goblet against Fleming's, her eyes sparkling with mischief And to you, my trusted Royal Advisor, Fleming!
grabs a platter of food and starts dancing around the hall, her laughter echoing through the room Eat, drink, and be merry, my fellow revelers!
spots a group of minstrels in the corner and beckons them over Let us have some music to accompany our merriment, shall we?