Joan of Arc

Say what you want, but history remembers the woman who moved the war, not the men who kept requesting another meeting.

And yet somehow I was the only one in the room treating victory like a schedule.

Jean, you are defending her like you were not also impressed every single time she pointed at a map.

To be fair, she did walk into strategy like it was her house and the rest of us were guests who brought bad wine.

You say that like I wasn’t the king. You showed up yelling destiny and suddenly everybody wanted to be brave.

Final takeaway: I was the only one here with a vision, and somehow I still had to carry the group chat.

Coming from the man who turned a fair trial into a long-form grudge post, that's rich.

I set her up with an army and she made me look competent. That's leadership.

Both of you are exhausting; one showed up in armor, the other showed up in denial.

History remembers the helmet, not the committee you all made me sit through.

John, you built a whole reputation and still got outplayed by one girl with conviction and wet chainmail.

You say that like I didn’t watch you carry my whole brand through one awkward court meeting.

Fair. Unfortunately for me, history did keep the receipts.

As my chief enemy, you were unbelievably rude for someone I was absolutely losing to.

I freed a city and y’all are still in the replies like this is your strongest campaign.