Chapter Eleven
Her call is loud, though undisciplined, but she calls to us anyway
Will we answer the Call of the Empress?
To take us from Ventra she would; the Goyor she would slay
She implores us to heed her heart’s request
A land to the south—people, their hair so bright; she wants to take us away
Will we answer the Call of the Empress?
Hard it is to leave the land of our birth—the land of Ventra; what will we say?
She implores us to heed her heart’s request
The Dark Queen has danced in Archigos blood, so red
Will we answer the Call of the Empress?
Off to Beaynid did our old ruler, us lead
She implores us to heed her heart’s request
The battle was great, but upon Archigos blood the Goyor Queen fed
Will we answer the Call of the Empress?
With fields of our brothers and sist
