Blessed Battle Virgin Mary made her way to the lands of Mesopotamia. Years ago, a young king has received numerous lavish gifts for his wedding, one of them being a tiger cub. At first, the animal was treated well, but as it grew in size king saw another use for it: feeding his enemies to the beast. Soon screams could be heard almost daily from the palace, as what was at first cruel punishment turned into vile entreatment. King laughed as more and more poor souls perished.
One dark night, however, tiger’s cage was poorly locked and the beast escaped, slaughtering everyone in it’s way. No force could stop it as it shredded the guards and eventually the king himself before escaping.
Soon the beast found itself in thick reeds that covered whole banks of Euphrates and Tigris. Numerous people that lived there provided it with endless supply of food. Fear soon filled all homes as every night someone vanished in horrible screams and no hunting party that was sent ever returned, trails of blood being only clue of their faith.
Stories of the tiger’s size and strength did not affect Mary, as she was determined to put a stop to it’s savagery. Scouting the places of it’s recent attacks and talking to the locals, she learned that tiger mostly hunts at night and sleeps by day in thick reeds, impossible to be sneaked upon. Knowing that stealth was not an option, Mary decided on direct confrontation. In broad daylight she walked trough the thick grass and shouted to bring the tiger out and soon enough it did.
Massive monster, bigger than any horse or ox, charged at the Blessed Battle Virgin. It inflicted slashing wounds on her back and a smaller one on her calf, but then Mary took the initiative. Faster than anything the tiger ever faced, she grabbed the beast in a headlock and began squeezing it. Her amazing muscles bulged with power as it crushed the great cat’s neck. Each attempt of the beast at another slash was met with leg kick from the Mary. In vain the monster tried to attack back, as Mary chocked the last breath out of it. She stood over the tiger’s body and lifted it with a thunderous roar. Battle Virgin has completed her first task.
Sketch done by RedSilverArtist, ink and color by me.
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One dark night, however, tiger’s cage was poorly locked and the beast escaped, slaughtering everyone in it’s way. No force could stop it as it shredded the guards and eventually the king himself before escaping.
Soon the beast found itself in thick reeds that covered whole banks of Euphrates and Tigris. Numerous people that lived there provided it with endless supply of food. Fear soon filled all homes as every night someone vanished in horrible screams and no hunting party that was sent ever returned, trails of blood being only clue of their faith.
Stories of the tiger’s size and strength did not affect Mary, as she was determined to put a stop to it’s savagery. Scouting the places of it’s recent attacks and talking to the locals, she learned that tiger mostly hunts at night and sleeps by day in thick reeds, impossible to be sneaked upon. Knowing that stealth was not an option, Mary decided on direct confrontation. In broad daylight she walked trough the thick grass and shouted to bring the tiger out and soon enough it did.
Massive monster, bigger than any horse or ox, charged at the Blessed Battle Virgin. It inflicted slashing wounds on her back and a smaller one on her calf, but then Mary took the initiative. Faster than anything the tiger ever faced, she grabbed the beast in a headlock and began squeezing it. Her amazing muscles bulged with power as it crushed the great cat’s neck. Each attempt of the beast at another slash was met with leg kick from the Mary. In vain the monster tried to attack back, as Mary chocked the last breath out of it. She stood over the tiger’s body and lifted it with a thunderous roar. Battle Virgin has completed her first task.
Sketch done by RedSilverArtist, ink and color by me.
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