We see a battlefield full of identical soldiers, with only a colored stripe to distinguish one side from the other. One side has been decimated, their fallen everywhere, and the last soldier, who happens to have a little hair visible under her helmet, is surrounded by identical enemies pointing their spears at her. One of her fallen comrades reaches toward her.

Fallen comrade: No… don’t hurt Ann!

The soldiers collectively gasp.

Soldier in front: Ann!?

Soldier 1 in back: Crap, did I just hear Ann?

Soldier 2 in back: They called her Ann!

The attackers drop their spears and flee.

Soldier 1: We’re doomed!

Soldier 2: Run for it!

Two of the soldiers converse as they run.

Soldier 3: What did everyone hear about her that’s so scary?

Soldier 2: She has a name!

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