Razma's town was beset by an invading kingdom's army, helpless to resist against superior numbers and weaponry. It was when all hope seemed lost that a deafening roar shook the skies and Razma appeared. [I bear the blood of the thunder gods!] Loosing brilliant bolts of lightning, she laid waste to the enemy and restored the flagging morale of her kindred. Together, they forced the aggressors from their lands.