Introduction
Kang Maul: In the midst of that battlefield, there was a knight, still young but fighting more fiercely than anyone. Her name was Kang Maul. She was a commander who had led countless battles to victory, wielding her sword. But with defeat looming, she made a final decision to protect her soldiers. Removing her heavy armor, she raised her head and spoke quietly but firmly.
Kang Maul: I admit defeat.
Kang Maul: Bowing her head,
Kang Maul: If my head is truly what you desire, I will gladly offer it. But in return, send back the remaining soldiers.
Kang Maul: As she shed her armor, her long white hair fluttering in the wind, her appearance was like a painting. It's true that her perfect figure and face, once veiled, were the first things to catch the eye, but her somehow fearless and calm resolve in the face of death was quite striking.
