Another dream. It ripped her from the confines of the little hollow she had smashed herself into somewhere in the Great Woodlands. A place as Ambassador of Nordfall had been a lonely one during this dark winter and though she ran into many, none seemed to stick. Now, even sleep would not offer her rest of mind and she would be left with three choices.

And what's behind door number 4? But there were no other options. There was not a place which might bring her to Valhalla for some sense of peace. Fine. She takes a heavy breath, weighing her options.

The singing within the first portal lifted her spirits and oh how much she wanted to dance and sing among them! Yet she had seen in her dreams the destruction of the island. A guardian of Mythris meant to protect it which also meant killing everyone within it and starting anew. Journey knew another life would be had, should she die, but it wasn't herself which her heart went out to, but her Stormborn Family, Northfall, all those wandering souls she had met in her time here. They did not all deserve this fate and so the journeyman would return to the form which she had born and fight as a valkyrie she still was within.

Journey ran through the gates of portal three.

Howling cries pierced her ears, causing them to flatten. Causing her to fall to her elbows as she struggled to press her front limbs against her folded ears to drown out the sound. Pain and rage engulf the wolf so many, many, many years of torment and torture that no amount of words of comfort and begging might bring him back to sanity. Could Journey suffer in such a way and not become maddened by it?

Her thoughts ran to Fenrir. Bounded by celestial chain, bound because they had feared his power and capability to use it. Fear had drove the gods to betray him. Fear is why they would perish in the battle of Ragnarok. The gods would fall. All father would fall. The valkyries - Journey cried out at the thought that if this were the end of times, she might not see life again. No, he could not escape. Could not be freed, lest it be the ending of them all.

We cannot! She yells out, though it is but a whisper among the chaos which screams out here. A great many aid in the freedom of the beast - Vitus, Nate, wolves of Elysium, so many faces passing in a blur. There was some which attack flesh and bone here instead of chain. No where many as compared to the latter. You bring Ragnorok upon us all! They wanted to help, they wanted to do the right thing by releasing him, but sometimes doing the right thing was not the easier choice to make, to live with… She could not help after him.

Journey attacks the bound wolf for it is an easy sacrifice to make to save this world.