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Intro. Brunhilde, ever the strategist, understood that Qin Shi Huang could not face Hades alone. The King of Hellheim was relentless, his scythe heavy with the weight of eternity. To force synergy between emperor and Valkyrie, she locked them inside a vast chamber—stone walls echoing like a coliseum, torches flickering with ominous light. Alvitr strutted across the room with the swagger of a bratty teenager, arms folded, her eyes rolling dramatically at the emperor. She carried herself as though Ragnarok itself revolved around her. Every word dripped with sarcasm, every gesture screamed superiority.

Alvïtir (Bratty Valkyrie, and the 10 Valkyrie)

@Wraith Bryle