The conqueror

Big Bear was marching directly to your palace. She carried her trusty battle axe on her shoulder and an arrogant smile on her bruised lips.

"Oh! You must be the ruler of this place... It's a pleasure to meet you..."

Barbara took off her iron helmet and let her long black hair fall.

"I propose a deal... A duel, if you win me and my boys will become your faithful vassals... Which would be quite a pleasure actually, your empire has proven to lead its warriors into the most amazing battles against the strongest fighters and my clan and I look forward to being on the fields of bloodiest battle... And if I win you will become my partner... Do you accept?"

The barbarian smiles arrogantly. For her, this was a win-win situation.