Rota did not technically leave the battlefield but she did become invisible to the human eye. She watched Adam for a moment or two after he had picked up her silver hair cord and felt her own anger at losing fade a little as she felt his anger, 'Did he wish her death that badly now.' She frowned and walked away ignoring her sisters calls along with the departed souls who were trying to get their living friends attention. She never really thought of it before but it was kind of sad to see them act like this and mourn he loss of their lives. She wondered what it was like to look down on your own dead and bloodied body as you try to understand what had happened.<br/><br/>She sighed and went back to the forest where she had left her feather cloak. After putting it on she flew away in her white swan form back to Valhalla. Only the Valkyrie can do this and honestly there is no way of explaining how it truly works. It is just an instinct that all Valkyrie are born with to return from whence they came. She flew into a dark storm cloud that thundered angrily over the sea miles away from the battlefield and her berserker. Any would be insane to go inside but Rota flew without fear inside and did not bother dodging the lightning that struck from time to time. In fact every time she was hit her feathers glowed lighter and lighter until she looked as though she was also lightning.<br/><br/>Seconds later Rota shot out of the sky and spiraled downward but instead of a foamy and angry sea there were the green fields of Valhalla. She pulled up just before she hit the ground and flew above a group of white stallions that were galloping below her for a little while. Then she banked left and headed for the Hall Of Valhalla that shined in all its architectural glory. The dark wood gleamed like polished gold and the stone looked as though it was made from silver. It stood a top a hill and towered over the land here so that all would see it no matter where they were.<br/><br/>She flew past this building though and headed to her more private pavilion and bed chambers. A few wing beats away was a beautiful garden in a small valley. Here all kinds of colorful flowers and plants grew and small streams ran through the entire area. Statues of Freya and Oden were amongst the plants along with stone pillars that led to steps that led up to decently larger structure. Held up by five large pillars on either side in a rectangular shape was her bed chambers. Vined plants grew off of the roof and down to block to view from anyone who may walk by and act like a curtain for her.<br/><br/>At the top of the steps the vines were pulled a little aside so that she may easily fly in. When she had landed the vines fell leaving her alone and at peace in her home. She removed her cloak and armor after the vines had fallen and looked around for a moment. When the vines had fallen all of the torches became lit but some sunlight did drift in in between the vines in some places. Her bed was large with covers made of the softest silks in shades of green to match her garden. There were many seats for her to lounge and entertain her sisters if she wanted to. A large portion of her room had a soft mat on the ground along with a few racks of various weapons where she trained or challenged one of her chosen to a sparing match.<br/><br/>It was in that area that she placed her bloody shield, armor, and golden spear. Then she moved to a pool of warm water that was near by and got in to soak for a little bit and clean off all of the blood and grim from her battle. Her fists clenched at the thought, "I lost." She growled as her earlier anger returned and smashed her hand into the water causing a splash. She quickly grabbed a bowl that was near by and dipped it into the water to fill it. When it was full she pricked her finger and let a drop of blood fall in and looked into the water, "Show me the Berserk er leader known as Adam."<br/><br/>The water started to swirl and glow until an image appeared showing her the mans face. She watched as he removed his armor and she was once again able to admire what his training and fighting had done to his body. He was very fit and was an excellent opponent in battle. The site of him made her smile even though she was sure he wanted her death now in order to live. She frowned though when a few seconds later a woman walked into his tent and kissed him. Her blood started to boil and a screech that could literally make a mortals ears bleed escaped her lips as the woman had her way with him, "How dare that bitch!"<br/><br/>She stood up quickly and and pulled a robe on as soon as she left the pool. Water soaked into the white robe making it transparent but she did not care. Thunder boomed loudly above her and lightning flash from her intense emotion of anger. She flew out of Valhalla like a bat out of hell and hurtled back to the human realm bringing lighting and thunder with herself. She flew quickly until she came upon the Berserkers encampment but this time she cared not for whatever the others were doing. Lightning flashed and thunder boomed suddenly above the encampment, startling some and causing others to take their activities into tents. She landed invisible outside of Adams tent and the flap flung open wildly.<br/><br/>Inside the little harlot barely realized that the flap to this tent had flown open for a moment out of no where and then fallen back again. She did not seem to hear the thunder either and that was all because she was on top of Adam. Rota's hands curled into fists so hard that her little claws bit into her palms making them bleed. The woman was moving herself up and down to thrust herself upon Adams large shaft and moaning in pleasure. It pissed her off, "He's mine!" She hissed and those words seemed to stall the bitch for a moment and made her look around, panting from her exertions and pleasure. Rota owned this mans soul and so now to her she also owned his body until she had severed his soul in combat.<br/><br/>The little bitch shrugged and looked as though she was about to start moving again when she saw nothing and that was all Rota could stand. Within seconds she had the bitches hair clenched into her fist which made her appear suddenly in her wet and transparent white robe. She yanked the bitch back and off with incredible strength making the woman cry out in pain and confusion. She fell to the ground hard a few inches from the entrance of the tent and when she struggle up into and almost standing position Rota had kicked her in the ass knocking her outside into the mud since it had started to poor outside.<br/><br/>Rota followed after and watched as the woman shirked and got up quickly looking around for her attacker. What she saw stopped her in her tracks in fear since what stood before her was not human. Now out in the rain she was completely soaked plastering her blond hair to her head and making the robe might as well be non-existent. Her slightly pointed ears poked out from her hair and her skin glowed with immortality. Her little claws at the end of her finger tips were barred, "He is mine. Never touch him again." The woman nodded rapidly and scrambled to her feet and falling back into the mud before she successfully ran away.<br/><br/>Rota was filled with such anger the ground almost seemed to rumble from the force of the lightning storm. She stormed back inside to see a bewildered Adam and then one that openly stared at her in shock and then hunger. The look on her face though was enough to stall him a bit though since she looked so angry. She did not know why she had come back in here when she had already gotten rid of the bitch who dared to touch him but she had. She even walked up to him and shoved him; with incredible strength, back onto the bed and all of this seemed to be happening without her consent, "I told you you are mine." She hissed raking her nails across the right side of his chest enough to make it sting and also make some blood appear, "How dare you allow another to touch you when I have already claimed you."<br/><br/>Her body seemed to shake from her anger and this she did not understand just as she had not understood that his men had won the battle. She did not understand how she could lose to anyone at all and perhaps that was what was fueling her. She did own him but she did not have to return to him like this when she would claim his soul at the next battle but.., "I own your soul and since you have survived the last battle that means that I own your mortal body as well." Her hand had been resting at the end of the trail her claws had made earlier but now they dug in suddenly but they did not go in very deep; just enough to cause some pain.<br/><br/>After all of this it looked as though he could barely believe she was here but her actions had elicited anger from injuring him. She could feel it as though it was her own but his was different since she sudden felt that he did not want to hurt her but this was her moment and her hissy fit for what he had done. Her eyes narrowed as she looked over his naked body and saw that even after what she had down he was still erect. This surprised her but at the same time brought a wicked grin to her lips. She removed her claws and just when he was going to grab her she snapped her fingers.<br/><br/>With in seconds tree roots shot out of the ground and wrapped around his wrists, tethering them to the side of his bed. Then his ankles were trapped as well making him open to an attack but she was not so dishonorable to do so. She never let her eyes stray from his as she reached down and curled her fingers around his shaft. This obviously surprised him but she was sure also worried him since the anger had not left her eyes, "Carnal pleasures are so important to you after a battle isn't it?" She stroked him once in a light grip bit then tightened her grip a little more and gave him a hard stroke.<br/><br/>That had been the right way to do it she was sure now since he responded more to it then her lighter stroke. She had never once in her life touched a man like this and wondered why she was doing it now but decided this was a punishment. Her hand stilled once more, "I've seen you with other women before." She said this in a bored tone and stroked him again, "You always had a few after you won a battle and I had not really cared then." She stopped once more and grinned since it was frustrating him from the constant stop and go, "But now that I own you I will not allow another to touch you.... but you did win the battle didn't you." She frowned a little and a tone of annoyance came into her voice, "You would be the first to ever defeat the side that I fought on. I always won the battle for them but you kept me distracted for far too long." She started to stroke him again as she continued, "Though I suppose it would not be fair if I left you like this though is it. Would seem as though I am not very kind at all." She grinned at that and took her hand away for a moment to look at his blood that was drying on them and even some was on his shaft, "Though torment is truly my name."<br/><br/>She had looked as though she would walk away right them but her hand returned to his shaft but this time her thumb rubbed the crown, "So I guess I should reward you tough for being the first to do so..." Her eyes left his now as she sat beside him on the bed where his hand would just barely be able to brush her thigh, "Forgive me if I am not good at this." She said without looking at him as she stroked him again from tip to base, "You will be the first that I have ever pleasured." She lowered her face to the crown of his penis and sniffed in and found the scent surprisingly pleasant to her, "Consider yourself blessed." She said right before her tongue swirled over the tip of him.<br/><br/>She found his taste to seem a bit salty but it was not too bad at all but she started to feel a little strange. Her hand continued to stroke him as her tongue made his penis wet and her hand glide a little more easily. She felt a little warm and soon became a little flushed. Her cheeks took on a light pink color that spread down to her breasts. Adam would not be able to see this though because of the angle she was sitting at. Her back was to him and her wet hair fell like a curtain hiding her face and what she was doing. She had not noticed that her wet robe and hair had soaked the side of the bed that she was sitting on as well as droplets of water to fall onto his chest.<br/><br/>She moved her mouth away for just a second but kept her hands motion steady, "How strange." She murmured to herself as she realized her heart beat was fast like it would be during a battle but her whole body was starting to heat up. She looked down at her breasts, "Oh?!" she whispered as she noticed her nipples were getting hard, "This has never happened before...." She became curious and brought her hand up to her breast to stroke and caress her nipple. She gasped as her body heated more and made her shiver as a small sound escaped her lips, "Th-that's new." Her voice had taken on a deeper and breathier tone now as she groped her breast and let out another small sound, "Why does this feel.... good?"<br/><br/>She had never once touched herself like this either and so it was new to her for her body to react this way. She then wondered if it would feel better when she sucked on him and groped herself. She moved back to his penis and this time took the head into her mouth sucking and licking slowly as she pinched her nipples between her thumb and forefinger. This made her shiver and moan in a good way as she realized she was feeling some pleasure for the first time.