Kolby King

Ezri’s encounter with the towering swamp creature reminds us how fear can threaten to overwhelm us when the unknown rises before us. Yet her calm reminder—“Never panic. Panic fogs the mind. Stay clear”—was a powerful weapon. In the face of something vast and frightening, she stayed clear-headed, trusting her instincts and choosing to observe rather […]

Ezri’s fight in the swamp wasn’t just against the vines that tried to trap her—it was a battle within herself. She wielded her wand with great power, yet she clung to her sword as if it defined who she was. The wand gave her strength and ability, but she wondered: was she really more than

Knight Ezri pressed forward into the swamp—not because she wanted to, but because she had to. Her path was dangerous, exhausting, and filled with unseen threats. Every step through the bog was a fight against resistance. The land itself seemed to pull her backward, as if daring her to turn around and give up. But

Knight Ezri faced an impossible choice. Her enemies, the soldiers of the Blue Army, were blindly walking into danger—just as she nearly had. It would have been easy to walk away. After all, they were her captors, her enemies, the very people she had fought to escape. But Ezri didn’t walk away. She stepped into

In a world that often values strength over softness and defense over vulnerability, Knight Ezri’s encounter on the bridge offers a rare glimpse of what happens when we choose compassion instead of control. She could have tried to force her way across, demanded her right to pass, or even dismissed the voice in the shadows

Ezri was bold. Confident. Clever. She turned even her imprisonment into an opportunity. But when everything else was stripped away—her weapons, her wand, her freedom—she was left with a gnawing question: Who am I without these things? Sometimes God halts us too—not with a shout from a guard, but with a trial or loss that

Ezri’s decision to enter Gloomsway Gorge was a calculated risk. Her urgency outweighed her fear. But even with careful planning, she found herself surrounded, weapons aimed at her from every direction. She didn’t panic. She didn’t beg. She rode forward with calm resolve, knowing she may have to fight, surrender, or endure something she hadn’t

Knight Ezri had no guarantee of safety. Every decision she made—running through enemy territory, climbing trees to scout, even hiding above unsuspecting soldiers—was laced with risk. Yet she pressed forward, driven by duty, wisdom, and courage. Her actions mirror the Christian life. As believers, we are called to walk by faith in a world full

Knight Ezri had every reason to protect herself—she was behind enemy lines, surrounded by people who misunderstood her values, feared her gifts, and hated her people. And yet, when she met a frightened child who had been taught lies about her, she did not lash out. She didn’t respond with anger or even defensiveness. Instead,

Knight Ezri didn’t earn her place in the Red Kingdom by accident. She was chosen, trained, and commissioned to serve with purpose. She wore the emblem not just on her armor, but in her heart. No matter how dark the path or how fierce the enemy, she remembered who she belonged to—and that changed everything.