[That... certainly transpired. To think, the Horde had been losing to that girl.]

[But Shadow Weaver simply watches, her eyes narrowing a little as she tilts her head - and if her hair happens to partially fall across her face to veil it, she wasn't moving it. ]

My, that was quick. [Barb aside... ] I know that sword harbors significant magical power. There are ancient legends of a warrior by that name in the age of the First Ones, never to be seen since.

How long has she been comfortable with the tool of a princess, Catra?