The day of the battle arrives, the white clothes are like fairies

Today, Beale was wearing a white dress, spotless.
The long black hair was tied up with a rough cloth, but a few strands of hair had their own thoughts, breaking free from the restraint of the cloth and dancing in the wind. The thick black hair made her neck look even whiter and flawless.
The belt hangs on the left side, dancing with the wind, free and unfettered.
He has a handsome face, distinct features, thick eyebrows, big eyes and a slightly straight nose.
With one hand behind...