The beauty and the glory of the Valkyries stir the Eihnerjar to a frenzy! Quickly they don their armor of gold and silver for the day they have prepared for has arrived!

"We shall not go quietly into the night!" They scream as the battle rage begins to consume them.

They bite their shields and clash their swords in rally. The Valkyrie fly above them, the hooves of their steeds like lightning as the crash of their hooves in the cold air resonates like thunder throughout Asgard! Their cries as fierce as the raven upon the morning before battle as they anticipate the slaughter that will be theirs to feast upon.

The mighty host sallies forth from the sacred hall of the Val, assembling forming ranks in preparation for the great and dreadful day of their fate........