Many ages ago in the heart of a small kingdom, a shadow loomed. A fearsome dragon, known as Zygycrynth, had taken residence in the ancient ruins on the outskirts of the land. Its fiery breath scorched the fields, and its roars echoed through the valleys, striking terror into the hearts of the people. Word of the dragon's reign of terror reached the ears of Lady Pallas, the enigmatic paladin in gleaming plate armor. Known for her skill in battle and unmatched valor, she set forth to put an end to Zygycrynth's reign. Gathering a group of Paladins, each devoted to the teachings of the Goddess Juno, they set out towards the ruins. The moon hung low in the night sky, casting an eerie glow upon the ancient stones. The Paladins followed Lady Pallas with unwavering trust. They admired her unwavering dedication to their shared cause and her fierce determination. As they approached the ruins, the earth trembled beneath their feet, and the ground shook with the dragon's approach. Zygycrynth emerged, scales gleaming like molten gold, eyes burning with fiery intensity. With a commanding voice, Lady Pallas rallied her comrades, urging them to stand firm against the formidable foe. The Paladins drew their swords, their hearts filled with courage, and they charged towards the dragon, their armor clinking with each resolute step. The battle was fierce and unforgiving. Zygycrynth's fiery breath lashed out, scorching the earth, but Lady Pallas and her Paladins fought with unwavering resolve. They moved in unison, striking with precision, exploiting every opportunity to pierce the dragon's scales. Lady Pallas, wielding the magical "Sword of White", danced with grace and power, striking blows that echoed with the strength of a goddess. As the battle raged on, Zygycrynth's roars grew weaker, and its movements sluggish. With a final, mighty blow, Lady Pallas struck true, piercing the heart of the dragon. The once-terrifying Zygycrynth fell to the ground, its breath fading into silence. The Paladins, weary but victorious, gathered around their leader, their hearts filled with gratitude and awe for Lady Pallas's leadership. In the quiet aftermath, Lady Pallas approached the spot where Zygycrynth had met his end. She knelt down, her gauntleted hand pressing against the earth. With a surge of divine energy, she left a rune, glowing with a brilliant light, marking the ground as a symbol of their hard-won victory. As the newly forged rune cast a gentle glow upon the battlefield, one of the Paladins approached Lady Pallas. His eyes locked onto her "Sword of White", and a spark of recognition ignited within him. "Recalibur," he murmured, his voice filled with wonder. "This is Recalibur, the legendary sword forged from the shard of Calibur, the magic spear of The All-Father." The realization spread through the Paladin's eyes, widening with astonishment. He looked up at Lady Pallas, his gaze meeting hers, and in that moment, he understood. No words were spoken, no revelations made, but in that silent exchange, the truth was known. Lady Pallas was Juno, the goddess they had sworn to serve.

PVE Runes:

• Pallas Victory Enchantment of Defense
• Pallas Victory Enchantment of Damage
• Pallas Victory Enchantment of Attack