Illustration - Nesta Archeron

"Her final stand. Her last line of defense.
Nesta gathered the shield. Peered over her shoulder to where Emerie had cleared the last
cluster of boulders and now struggled up the long, straight path to the peak.
A small, quiet smile passed over Nesta’s face.
Then she hefted her shield. Angled her sword.
And stepped beyond the line she’d drawn to meet her enemy."
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Silver Flames.