War. A powerful word capable of bringing both death and life, destruction and rebirth. This was a new concept for the Commander to understand because they had never been in such a situation that required her to defend themselves. Being the leader of the Deafling Valkyrie Core, the Commander carries the sole responsibility of caring for both those who have passed and those living on. Looking down, they noticed that the Kill Count now displayed 297. This was not the fight that anyone wanted, I was now their mission to end this war. It wasn't a battle the Deaflings wanted but it was one they would end, no matter the price. The Commander said a silent prayer to the gods for guidance and peace through the last of the battles."Thor help us in this fight. Tyr lend me your arm." This was the final stand against evil.