Valeria felt a rare sense of satisfaction wash over her as she watched Erik and Mia's final decision take root. At long last, she had succeeded in breaking the chains of Asgard's misguided reasoning, the illusions those gods had woven. They were free now, though they didn't realize it yet.
Valeria feel proud of herself, this young warriors can be amazing addition to her army. She can see and feel their potential even though she don't know their origin yet. But its doesn't matter now, is it?
Her golden eyes gleamed with a subtle pride as she said, "Come now, follow me."
Erik stepped forward, but his expression was still hard. "What are you going to do to these people?" he asked. "You should free them."
Valeria's face hardened. "I can't do that," she replied, her tone devoid of sympathy. "They are necessary for advancing Ragnarok."
Mia's brow furrowed in disbelief,, "So you're just going to let them kill and destroy each other like this?"
