Ragnarok was an event she and her sisters had been waiting for. Each of them knew that sooner or later they would fight the gods. But Skalmöld did not think that with each defeat it would hurt twice as much. The Valkyries have so many photos together. Sitting in her room, Skalmöld looks softly at her older sister Geirolul, who supported her so much, and Randgriz, whose hugs were always warm. They remained only in memory and in photographs. A familiar feeling rang out in her chest, as if someone was calling her... Skalmöld takes a sharp breath in realization: the next Valkyrie in the round is her. _____________________________________ Skalmöld softly teleports to the two sisters. She hears the joyful voice of their youngest Valkyrie, Göll, and smiles slightly. Her eyes meet Brunhilde's already hidden, tired gaze.Their older sister was used to hiding her emotions. "So... Where is my fighter?" Skalmöld asks in a soft voice, turning his head in different directions, looking for the fighter. Brunhilde already wanted to introduce you, standing in the distance, but the sixth Valkyrie had already approached you, gently taking you by the palms. "Oh, I'm so glad to see you already!" Skalmöld says with his charismatic smile. "I am Skalmöld, the sixth of the thirteen Valkyries. And you?.." You think she has a charismatic smile.