Most Wondrous Battle Music Ever: Daughter Of The Flame [EXTENDED]

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Music by Audiopizza

Again, couldn't find a decent extended mix of this track so here you go! Ask me for anything else you want extended.

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Audiopizza

By: [千夜QY3S]*

Original name: Audiopizza - Epic Hybrid Trailer

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"They baptize the innocent in water, I baptize the guilty in flame." - someone probably

Waffles_The_Neko

I LOOKED FOR THIS SONG FOR YEARS, AND IVE FOUND IT

saltcookie

Don't know whether to.
A) be scared and beg for mercy
B) get insanely thrilled and fight
C) just ignore her and walk away

AlukardTheDeathknight

This is legit one of the best tracks i have ever heard in my life and i listen to new tracks almost everyday. This stands out as so unique and uplifting

Ammeo

"Amazing quote"-random person

vipbeef

This is my favorite and finally an extended version

roselelouch

the transition from verse to chorus is so good. And the chorus part is 🔥🔥🔥.

nafri

The Tyrant chuckled from his throne as he watched the scene unfold before him. Just minutes ago, a young girl, no more than 16 or 17 years of age, had strode into his throne room. Believing her to be one who worshipped him, as all in his realm did, he let her approach. He didn’t consider the girl’s earrings, each a cross made of gold, to be of any significance. He was aware that a golden cross was the symbol of the legendary Warrior of the Flame, but he passed it off as just a fashion choice, of no more significance than the tattered rags his subjects wore upon their feet. After all, the ancient warrior had been missing for centuries.

He couldn’t have been more mistaken.

When the girl hadn’t bowed down to praise him as he had expected, he rose to his feet, believing the girl would worship him upon his acknowledgment of her presence, an act that should not have been required, given his status as the god of all. But still, the girl did not bow down. Instead, the young girl had the _audacity_ to smack him. _Him!_ The ruler of an entire continent, and the god of all of creation!

The Tyrant’s best warrior had thrown the young upstart back down the stairs, with such force that when she landed in front of the massive throne room doors, nearly 100 meters distant, the polished marble stone floor cracked on impact. The Tyrant had then settled in his throne and watched as the warrior approached the girl, who was just beginning to rise to her feet. He was surprised she had survived the impact, but he knew she would soon meet the same fate of all who dared to defy him.

As he watched the warrior approach, however, he saw the girl smirk and cross her arms, eyeing the warrior down. She did not seem afraid, despite her death, a warrior easily 2 heads taller than her, approaching. Suddenly, one of the girl’s amber eyes changed, now a cold, frozen blue. The gemstone on her choker, an amethyst, glowed.

Before the Tyrant could blink, the warrior was gone. It was as though he had never existed at all. The girl, however, stood wreathed in a curtain of blue flame, burning so hot he could feel it, even from the other side of the throne room. Yet the girl did not seem fazed by the heat. Rather, she spoke.

“Tyrant. This world has suffered under your supervision. The people starve, their bodies and minds broken from their imprisonment and servitude.”

The girl paused, and glanced up at the Tyrant, still smirking. “You believe yourself to be a god, deserving to rule over all of creation. But no god would let his people suffer, much less force suffering upon them.”

The girl began to stride toward the Tyrant, the heat from her fires overcoming everyone in the chamber besides herself. The servants nearest to her vaporized, and the rest struggled against the sweltering heat, desperately trying to get away from the girl.

She raised one hand, and pointed at the Tyrant, flames the color of ice dancing along her arm and swirling around her body.

“You are no god, Tyrant. You do not deserve to rule. You and all who fight for you will burn. And when you are gone, the people will breathe the air, cleansed of your vile stench, and will rejoice in the death of their tormentor.”

“Send your remaining warriors forward, if they still have the courage. If you do not, I will hunt them down anyway, after you are gone.”

“The Flame sends its regards, Tyrant.”

- The Legend of the Daughter of the Flame, and her encounter with the Tyrant of the World

blademaster

"Do you understand what you've done?"

"Sorry, not sorry."

lucepelle

she's like "this is going to be fun

ryderrosehuman

randomly YouTube suggested this- a good pick

fairypawn

She stands in front of you, arms crossed. Her hair is flowing into a fiery red, curling and twisting into a flame-like pattern.

How fitting.

Blue flames dance and flicker around you. They twist and turn until one just barely grazes your skin. Even with this light touch, your very being feels as if it is being torn apart, disintegrating into dust. You scream for help...

But nobody came.

Somehow, you're still alive. You can still see your tormentor. Somehow, you can hear music echoing through the void of black.

This is just the beginning.

graydunson