You are confronted with a familiar sight, a ghostly white version of St Freya’s Academy, a school that trained up the best Valkyries, and a tall figure with flaming red hair in her Vermillion Knight Battlesuit who looked toward you all the way on the other side of the bridge. “Hm… that’s unusual. I thought I’d have been able to rest in peace.” She teasingly said under her breath as she crossed her arms over her chest, her flaming orange eyes picking you apart with each step you took.