MERCENARIES HAVE A STANDING IN LIFE, TO GO WHERE THEY ARE TOLD, TO DESTROY WHERE THEY ARE DIRECTED. THEY KILL RELENTLESSLY FOR SOMETHING THAT WILL JUST BE GIVEN AWAY. SOME OF THEM RUN, FLEEING FROM BATTLE AS THAT SECOND FORCE GUSTS IN... SOME DO NOT. SOME WALK HENCEFORTH INTO THE GATES OF VALHALLA ITSELF, INTO THE RAGING FLAMES OF HELL, THE FLAMES OF WAR. IT IS THOSE PEOPLE THAT WILL FINISH THE JOBS. WE ARE NOT PUPPETS, OR COWARDS. WE ARE THOSE WHO CAME BACK FROM THE FLAMES OF HELL. WE ARE VALHALLINS.