Rota was truly enjoying this battle as she was made to use all her skill and strength to face him. It was almost too much fun for her to want to end it at all. Ages had passed since she had met such a worthy opponent that was a man no less. She parried yet another strike and heard him say he would defeat her but she doubted that. She did like his confidence though and respected him for it, "You can try!" She said with a grin as their weapons clashed once more. She could not wait to take his soul to Valhalla with her and make all of her sisters jealous. She may even spend a decade or so by his side before returning to the human world to fight once more.<br/><br/>His axe came barreling at her head, she just barely dodged, and saw from the corner of her eye that the axe was embedded in another Berzerker. The attack would have damaged her enough that she would have had to concede defeat and leave to heal in Valhalla. She had never lost a battle and would not start now but she did incline her head in thanks for helping her out. The battle of course was not over though so she stabbed at him but this time he had not moved quickly enough and the blade sliced through his side. She showed no emotion at being the first to draw blood and respected him a little more for not even slowing down or wincing. This was her mistake as well though since he now got inside of her guard and wrench the weapon from her hand.<br/><br/>She has rarely ever been disarmed in combat and honestly it shocked her but not as much as when he grabbed her. She would of course not allow herself to be man handled by any man and on instinct fell back taking him with her. He fell with her and landed on top which knocked a bit of the air out of her but she never once stopped her struggle with him.<br/><br/>She would never be pinned willingly and as she had managed to get her arm against his chest their eyes met once more. She was struck for a moment breathing a little hard from the struggle and could feel the heat of his body against her own. It made her feel a bit strange since never has a male gotten this close to her where she had not instantly kneed them in the groin. She was not sure if she liked this strange feeling or not but quickly her mind kicked back to the battle at hand. She pushed with all of her might and knocked him off of her; quickly she got to her feet and found another sword. When she looked at him once more a split second later she saw that he had a new weapon as well.<br/><br/>They clashed once more and both were a little out of breath. Their swords were grinding against one another but neither pushed hard enough yet to win,<span style="font-style: italic">"I will make my own fate, I don't need someone to change it for me."</span>Her lips pressed into a thin line and showed her first frown throughout this entire fight, "Fate? What a funny choice of word Berserker. I have a claim on your soul," She smiled once more lightly as she referred to her light kiss with him last night. It was a way for a Valkyrie to claim a soul in case her sisters decided to scavenge for souls once the battle ended. She did not know if he knew this or even remembered it but to her it meant nothing more then marking her territory, "and whether you accept it or not. You are mine."<br/><br/>She pushed hard against him so suddenly that his sword slipped a little. She bashed him with her shield hard enough to rattle teeth and raised her blade to take his life quickly while she had an opening but then the unthinkable happened, "RETREAT! FALL BACK DAMMIT!" One of the Knights called out the order to retreat and she was honestly struck dumb for a moment, "I lost." She whispered in total shock as Knights ran past her and the ones that were too slow were picked off by an enemy, "I never lose." It seemed as though she had forgotten completely where she was and her guard was non existent at that moment.<br/><br/>She heard the horn of defeat and the cheers of the Berserkers as the Knight scurried away and tried to drag away the wounded. She lowered her sword and took a step back in stead of finishing him off, "It would be dishonorable of me to kill you when my side has been defeated." She said with a slight coldness in her tone as she dropped the sword which sank into the ground with the hilt in the air, "I will concede defeat this time but this is not over." Her eyes flicked to the sky where she could easily see some of her sisters flying around or walking among the dead unseen. No one who was living would be able to see her but she of course could.<br/><br/>She walked over to the dead body of the Knight she had killed and stepped in his chest. She pulled the spear from his neck and was sprayed with arterial blood but she seemed to take no notice of it. She turned to him with a smile, "Don't forget me Berserker." She winked at him as her body started to fade, "I still own you." She would not collect any souls this day and might return to Valhalla to sulk but not for long. She would return in a day or two for this man. Before she was almost completely gone she took the intricately forged silver cord from her hair and placed it on the hilt of the sword that was sticking out of the ground, "Don't let another kill you while I'm gone." She teased and vanished....