Samus dropped to her knees, armor falling apart, as the ashes of the green swordsman were scattered across the winds. She had won.
The battle had lasted days, and one by one, the warriors had met a brutal end. Smashed to pieces, ran over, obliterated. But she remained.
A blue light filled her vision, and the mysterious figure that had brought her here appeared.
"You, Bounty Hunter, are the one. You will lead the forces of light against the coming darkness."
She tried to demand answers, but she could barely breathe. Her vision darkened.
"Rest, Bounty Hunter, you have earned it."
She fell over, and slipped into unconciousness. When she awoke next, she would be on an alien world, tasked with leading an army against foul hordes of monsterous beings.
THE END...?
We all know she's going to win, just give up.