Do you not know that I walked with huntsmen from ages untold
That I have fought Lions and Tigers
Torn apart by their limbs
And tasted sweet nectar from their carcass?
Do you not know that I have danced before the Lord till those I called ‘friend’ turned against me in shame?
I was refined by the purest blacksmith
Made with the whitest fire
And the coldest ice
I fight with a vigour that can match no other
Like a village woman who protects her children
I guard my heart
I come against you
For you… Shall not destroy me.