Lagertha

Lagertha’s long hair was ruffling in the wind. Dirt, blood and even death at the peak of the combat couldn’t mask her stinging femininity. Dazzling bravery in a delicate body caught enemy off guard every time. She knew that and enjoyed it. Power is dangerous. These are the words of the gods. But that power, that danger, is everything. “If you dream of danger, you may awake to death. I’m here not to change my fate. The gods have already have written my story. Victory or Valhalla