"We doth appreciate finely crafted weapons," Svalin said and touched the grip of her own sword hanging at her waist. They had finally made their way inside the gates and Svalin paused to look at the people.
Some were dressed in normal Migard clothes while others were dressed in clothing that would have fit in in Asgard. There was a loud commotion and a procession could be seen coming toward them.
Svalin watched with curiosity.
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