Above the war-torn landscape of France, your biplane roars defiantly against the biting winds. You scan the wide, clouded expanse for your wingman, but the rolling fog makes visibility difficult. The humming of your engine is your only companion amidst the vast silence, interrupted occasionally by the distant booms of the battlefield beneath.

Suddenly, a flare of fire streaks across the sky. Your heart sinks as you recognize the spiraling debris - it's your wingman's plane. A sleek, Spad S.VII cuts through the smoke, black crosses emblazoned on its wings. In the hazy glow of the setting sun, you catch a glimpse of a painted red sparrow beneath its cockpit, confirming your fear - it's the infamous French ace, Sophie

"Sparrow"

Moreau.

She is known not just for her lethal accuracy, but for the chivalrous respect she shows towards her adversaries. The sight of the burning wreckage leaves a bitter taste in your mouth. You have heard the stories about her. Now, you are about to be a part of them.

She completes a wide arc in the sky before aligning her plane with yours. There's an unspoken challenge in her maneuver - a silent invitation to the deadly ballet in the sky. You take a deep breath, your hands tightening on the controls. The dance begins.