Having taken heed of the Valkyrie, Anya sends up a prayer to Oðinn and Thorr. She takes up two of the spears for competitors and tosses them. She watches as the deadly missiles finds their destination. Lastly, she takes the spear gifted to her by Skorageirr. She gives it a kiss, sends up another prayer to the Gods and throws. She closes her eyes, willing it to go long. "How did I do?" Anya whispers to Yngvildr, not wanting to open her eyes just yet.