She is dirty, tired and dehydrated. The battle is finally over, and she has moved a few minutes’ walk away from the site of the attack. As she wanders numbly, she sees a colorful field of flowers, somehow untouched by the fighting. A great weariness washes over her, and she finds herself lying down among the blossoms. She tosses her helmet aside, and feels the hot sun and the cool breeze on her face. So strange, a brutal battle zone and a gorgeous summer day, just minutes away from each other. Here, it’s as if nothing ever happened. All is right with the world. She lies in the flowers, and for a moment, she is alright. She is content. This is what she fights for. Rendered in Daz Studio Iray. Postwork in Pixelmator Pro. No AI used.