Placeholder: [aquarelle by Moebius] In the midst of a raging war, amidst the clash of swords and the cries of the fallen, a figure stood tall. A woman unlike any other, her muscles rippled beneath her armor, a testament to her strength and resilience. She was a Roman Centurion, a warrior of unmatched skill, commanding respect from both friend and foe alike. [aquarelle by Moebius] In the midst of a raging war, amidst the clash of swords and the cries of the fallen, a figure stood tall. A woman unlike any other, her muscles rippled beneath her armor, a testament to her strength and resilience. She was a Roman Centurion, a warrior of unmatched skill, commanding respect from both friend and foe alike.

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[aquarelle by Moebius] In the midst of a raging war, amidst the clash of swords and the cries of the fallen, a figure stood tall. A woman unlike any other, her muscles rippled beneath her armor, a testament to her strength and resilience. She was a Roman Centurion, a warrior of unmatched skill, commanding respect from both friend and foe alike.

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