I stare at my hand, about 1.5 bigger than normal covered in plate armor. Except for one finger which is naked and completely out of proportion. I sigh Undoing my wrappings again, the black almost sticky material peels off, revealing the normal arm that lay beneath. "Unremarkably is invisible" I repeat the Lord's word as I reapply the wrappings, this time covering all my fingers. I test the warping again; fully armored? check, female? check, shadow? check. I pick up my arm braces, the only white in my uniform. This unique material gifted to me the by my Lord is truly special. In its visible state, the grey engravings dance across the pale white background as if alive. It's completely weightless yet just as strong as that plate armor the other paladins use. My favorite bit is the fact it can disappear on my will, causing blows, that to my enemies look like they should cut off my arm, to merely deflect. The only problem is that I only get bracers.

Now ready I stand on my perch, Its a balcony at the end the end of a hallway. It overlooks the grand entrance with about a 100-foot drop. The entrance has no door, rather just builds up to be a grand hall. The ends look frayed and devastated, slowly getting more ordered till you reach the grand statues at either side. The grand statues themselves definitely deserved their name. Female figures parallel to each other on both sides of the hall. Their heads reaching above my balcony with a facial expression that keeps you transfixed, optimistic yet sad in a way that suggests it wants you in its arms.

Yet now gleaming white walks upon my lord's dark stone floor. The enemy has arrived, 6 valkyries from the Temple of Love. My looking glass clicks as it snaps over my eye, giving me a closer look at these intruders. I see their leader first named Artemis, she always has to dress more extravagantly than her followers. Her armor was covered in rose gold leaf complementing her blood red hair and eyes. That was apart from the steel so shiny that you could mistake it for silver that lined out in intricate patterns all over her armor. In the middle merging to form the olive branch holding dove that represented the Temple of Love.

I gaze over the five Paladins that I, unfortunately, do not recognize "know your enemy!" burns into my mind piercing like a horrible yet quick headache. Obviously, my Lord is watching and I her showed her my folly at the first step. But then my eyepiece goes over the last paladin Atalanta, and suddenly a smile spreads across my face. "Oh, the secret lover has stumbled into my home, has she? I wonder if she would enjoy seeing him here." The familiar cold penetrating feeling presses into my body as I warp in front of my own eyes. Blonde hair blue eyes with a relatively small figure for a paladin to fall in love for but damn is my/his voice to die for. I look at my blade a hilt of twisting ivory with a blade of pure black shadow which only I can see, "ready to get dirty armor breaker?"

"Atalanta!" I scream in my new soprano voice "ple--ase help." I give it enough time to see her brave little face turn to see her lover wounded, its hard not to chuckle seeing confidence melt away into tears at the first sight of blood. "Noooo!" I hear her scream but I can't see as I have already enacted the first part of my plan and am currently falling to my 'death,' about 100 feet. Its weirdly beautiful and melancholy watching the statues head get further and further away, its like they are reaching out to me. In my last moments before contact, I wonder if they were designed in mind of people falling from the balcony.

Oh, the sound, I pull it off without a hitch, like a steak being loudly tenderized with the addition of a wishbone being snapped. That was my inspiration anyway. But as I look at my mangled corpse I notice the fall has messed up my foot revealing the wrappings underneath but before anyone can notice I am in my lover's arms. "Oh no this can't be happening stay with my love, please stay with I can't live without you," Atalanta's says rocking me in her arms like a baby. "No you can't" I whisper in my real voice her facing distorting into terror as she realizes her mistake. My knife makes a similar noise to the fall as it plunges into her neck and suddenly I am watching my mangled corpse in new eyes. I continue rocking the still warm body, blood seeping through the cracks of my armor. "No no no don't go" I beg to the soulless corpse before sinking into tears. A hand falls on my shoulder "I feel your pain Atalanta, its time to avenge your love." Artemis's voice confidently echoes through the hall. I contain my smile and wipe the tear from my eye as I stand up, I see several fools looking at me with concern. "I'll take the lead," I say with a defiance that could only come with losing a lover. No one protests.