A lone Templar knight in a weathered white hooded cloak, adorned with a faded red cross, walks solemnly through a scorched battlefield at dawn. His armor is scarred from many battles, glinting faintly under golden beams of morning light that break through a smoky sky. Beside him, a massive war horse with a dark, charred coat and glowing fiery eyes paces proudly, its mane and hooves wreathed in subtle embers as if forged in fire. Ash drifts in the air, and broken weapons lie scattered around them. Despite the desolation, the light from above bathes the knight and his horse in a divine glow, symbolizing their unwavering righteousness and holy purpose—valiant and undeterred in a world of ruin. See more