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For most warriors, their blood runs hot when they meet battle. They thrive off of it, quietly thirst for it. It motivates them, drives them past their inner limits, rewarding them with that intense feeling of being alive that just like any drug, they become dependent on.

Rose, however, was a different sort of woman. Her blood did not run hot, she felt no rush or thrill from battle. Her mind ran like clockwork, kept cool by the ice water that was her blood. Time itself seemed to slow from the chill that came from her.

Passion was replaced by unquestionable precision in each of her blows. Rage was replaced with calm coordination as she ducked, parried and blocked every strike. Life was replaced by emptiness.

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[TES5: Skyrim]

Description
For most warriors, their blood runs hot when they meet battle. They thrive off of it, quietly thirst for it. It motivates them, drives them past their inner limits, rewarding them with that intense feeling of being alive that just like any drug, they become dependent on.

Rose, however, was a different sort of woman. Her blood did not run hot, she felt no rush or thrill from battle. Her mind ran like clockwork, kept cool by the ice water that was her blood. Time itself seemed to slow from the chill that came from her.

Passion was replaced by unquestionable precision in each of her blows. Rage was replaced with calm coordination as she ducked, parried and blocked every strike. Life was replaced by emptiness.

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[TES5: Skyrim]