Re: Valkyrie | Not so Old Ben
Once they were at the door, Valkyrie stopped, putting her hand on Ben's shoulder to tell him that they were stopping. She turned to look back at the city, wincing at the sight of it. This was not what heroes did, was it? It seemed like that was what happened with the big bad creatures were stopped or halted.
She shot a few more times over his shoulder, not picking out those running, but a few who were still fighting. Her hand slid from Ben's shoulder; she sighed softly.
"They are cowards." She didn't growl, but she believed what she said. She was glad that she hadn't needed to fight them before. They had helped her make a decision; she would not leave without her sword, and better shoes.