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“I started it.” Huntara blubs through the pain. “It's my fault.”
Huntara looks up at the warrior. She looks down, scars lining the intensity of her face.
Her gold hair billows and her red cape flows, even though the night is bereft of wind. The gem at the crown of her gold tiara shines, royal in the wastes of the desert, like the murals on the ship with her name.
It shines blood red, like the eyes of the warrior herself.
She cups Huntara’s jaw with her sword. Blood smears on her chin.
She's beautiful.
She’s terrifying.
“You — you’re She-Ra?”
She-Ra nods. “And you’re Horde.”
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Force Commander Scorpia has been banished to the Crimson Wastes.
She-Ra — Scar-Ra, the fearsome Princess of Power — finds herself similarly punished.
Series
- Part 3 of "Scar-Ra"