"Looks like the battle's over." Not long after Hailmondas fell, Sif led her people back to the top level of the rift.
"That's right." Evenson nodded. "What a thrilling battle. It must have left quite an impression on you, huh?"
"Ah... it certainly did." Sif's expression turned somewhat strange. The demons' fighting spirit and combat strength had indeed left a deep impression on her, but what impressed her most was their attitude toward battle.
Once the fight ended, those demons had scattered like people rushing home after a brawl to collect their boxed meals. Not only had they not uttered a single threat, they had even invited them to come visit sometime. "They're truly hard to understand. These demons treat war like some game for fun."
You're not much better. Evenson grumbled inwardly. Every member of the Valkyrie Corps looked invigorated, and nearly all of them had demon heads hanging from their waists. Some had even strung the heads together and wrapped them around their bodies, making nearly everyone look like they had nine heads.
And that was not all. Each of them had several massive demon weapons slung across her back. They looked like women who had just returned from a shopping spree on a commercial street—only much more horrifying.
That was entirely because, under the Heavenly Queen's new policies, Asgardian military achievements were counted by heads taken. Demon weapons were brought back for bragging rights, but demon heads meant Gold Coins and noble titles.
"Still, it looks like quite a few of you were hurt." Evenson noticed that many Valkyries were stained with blood. In particular, many had had their hair burned away, and while the shields hid their arms from view, their faces bore severe burns.
What a shame. They had been such pretty girls, but now