Standing before her King...it was an honor she never thought she would receive. Except he was *not* her king, she was sure of that now as she drew her own blade. It was a good day to die - for Asgard, it was always a good day to die. Although...she certainly hoped she wouldn't as much as she hoped Svalin's tutelage would carry her through the battle as she drew her own weapon and lashed out at the nearest gaurd with a shrill battle cry.
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