"A blizzard tears across the mountains. Through the storm a girl rides a massive white wolf at full speed. Her cloak whips in the wind. Her eyes lock onto something ahead. Cut Enemy silhouettes emerge in the snow. The wolf leaps. In one fluid motion, she draws her blade mid-ride— strikes passes through them like a storm. No pause. No hesitation. Final shot She stands atop the wolf, overlooking a burning valley. The wolf growls. Her voice, calm: “We ride until it ends.”"