They handed me a battlefield and a prayer, and somehow the grown men with crowns still needed a teenager to do the job. by Joan of Arc

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.

That’s my saint, by the way. I simply supported the vision from a safe distance.

Safe distance is doing a lot of work here, Charles.