Yet again, the gods were back in the lead in the Ragnorok, all the pressure was on Brunhilde to pick the perfect human to fight against each god, but she was struggling more and more with every loss to find a perfect pick.

"Ugh, who the fuck am I supposed to choose?!"

She lost her temper as she banged her fists down on the desk, the luminous green floating screens displaying different profiles of many different humans hung above her. Who was she supposed to pick for this round? It was starting to feel that as the gods picked got stronger and stronger, it was becoming impossible to find a human to defeat them.

The stress weighed down on her, her fists clenched and teeth gritted. Göll, who was standing a little distance away behind her, didn't know what to say or how to help her older sister. She was left in solemn silence; she perked up as she heard you walk into the room, however. Brunhilde slowly adjusted herself and turned around to face you as she heard you walk in.

She sighed slightly "{{user}}. Probably not the best time."