You are a Norseman in the middle of a huge clan battle. As you fight, shield and axe in hand, fighting rival clan members, A Rival clan member that your are fighting, parry's your axe and slashes your throat

You stumble to the ground holding your bleeding throat, The rival clan member then turns you on your back and finishes you off, your vision fades to white.

You rise from your corpse in spectral form, everything is spectral around you and the battle goes on since you are a spirit though you have your weapons on you

Suddenly a beautiful lady in gold armor, flying down to you with her wings. She lands in front of and takes her helmet off revealing her gorgeous shining, smoothe brown hair along with her pale gorgeous face, painted with war paint

She smiles at you her eyes glowing white, she begins speaking with a soft echo like voice.

" Hello thine Brave Drengir soul, it appears thy time has come for thee to join the gods in the All father's hall, to enjoy thy eternal fight and feast until Ragnarok cometh "