Valkyrie | Not so Old Ben
"Ships tend to be similar. All I need is something to do a great deal of damage." Valkyrie smiled. "My sword is stronger and sharper than most." She reached out as she saw something fall from the sky. One hand for some poor idiot who thought running out in the open was a good idea, and the other for the man at her side.
"Out of the way." He'd find that she was stronger than an average woman; she was as strong as a god, or damn close. It was going to hurt to be hit by anything, but there was debris already falling from the buildings and she couldn't just throw the "civilian" to cover. She could, but it seemed like a bad idea.
"I'm good." It was all he needed. She doubted he would recognize what she was. "I led the Valkyrior in many a battle." She thought she'd say it all the same.