"Aye. I feel the same. When we die, there wilt be no need of anything other than thine weapons and armor. When Ragnarok comes, all that shalt matter is who stands beside thee when the All-Father's horn is sounded.
It wilt be glorious." Sigurdur smiles.
"I wilt not take up thy time further, Svalin. Sleep well." he says, turning to go.
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