She looked at the field, once green and springy with dew, now stained with blood. Tired, sweaty warriors, once young, innocent classmates stood, some dead, some dying, some kneeling over their fallen friends, but most were standing, chin up, tears of victory streaking their bloody faces while they looked proudly at their newfound queen. Amy raised her chin. ”Students of the Temple, ” she began solemnly, ”The war with Neferet has ended. We have reclaimed our kingdom and can finally restore this once-peaceful dimension. With Neferet and her servants gone, we can focus on restoring the safe sanctuary we call home. With me as your new leader, I will lead you into victory and keep you safe until the throne is passed on.” Amy paused and looked around. She looked at her king. Heath, beaten and battered, the stab wound in his side keeping him from standing, he let out a weak smile. The warriors started cheering and clapping, smiling and celebrating. ”We have our home back!”