The War of Saint Joan of Arc

In the Kingdom of White Doves, a girl on the border cried in the flames of war. Her mother died and her father was a deserter. There is no poet to witness, no painter to depict this scene, because it is happening everywhere in this chaotic world. The noble lord sits atop his steed, pointing his loyal soldiers towards their enemies to defend his territory. In the desire of every civilian, the angel of war and victory comes here, and the price is the soul of a pure girl. "Use a human body and carry my soul to sow victory on this soil that is no longer fertile. Let the doves spread your great deeds and wave the battle flag to bring salvation to the holy girl. The weak will be guided by your wings, the injured will be healed under your holy light, and the unfaithful will be impressed by your beauty. The point of your sword is salvation."