Asura thought back to last night's romp with Valerie, who would be staying behind to protect Utgard. His legs felt light and weak after they lost control. However, his face looked delighted, and his skin shone like the sun.
'I managed to fix one of the many knots in my heart... Valerie, the sly woman, felt the same and wanted to get pregnant to show how she felt. Such a fool, I would have done that anyway if she asked.'
Asura stood tall on the ramparts, the day of departure finally upon them. The morning was a hurried blur with a rushed breakfast, and training was abandoned. Today, he would embark on a journey with half the orcs and several hundred Valkyrie, a day that would shape his future.
"Westrin..." Asura's voice was masked by the aggressive winds blowing atop the walls.
