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Upon entering Guthrum had removed his helmet and taken a deep breath, filling his lungs with air. For a moment he had remained where he was, taking in the scenery around him. Where he came from, the winter never ended and the barren frozen wastelands of his home were ever covered in snow. The Mother's Womb was the exact opposite. Even the air seemed to be alive and there was a strange feeling of tranquility which had urged him to lower his sword and close his eyes and take everything in fully.
The sight of a young woman in the clearing up ahead, had brought him back to reality though. He had put his helmet back on and had steadily made his way towards her through the muck. When Guthrum had first laid his eyes on the girl, he had not truly believed that she was the one he had come here to defeat.
Now that she was standing in front of him like a vengeful Goddess with what seemed to be nature itself on her side, he realised what folly he had made when approaching her.
Had he just charged her upon sight, she might have been lying dead by his feet now, but instead she was more than ready for him. In fact he had allowed himself to be caught at a considerable disadvantage. He was knee high in mud and the girl was outside of his reach, though still close. At this distance he knew that he would be not be able to move fast enough to make a succesful charge, and making the attempt would likely lead to his own demise. Instead Guthrum opted for another strategy.
"You are wrong" Guthrum replied with a smile which was hidden from Aun underneath his helmet. "I do have something to search for here in your clearing, and it seems like I have already found it!". Without making a sound Gaap raised his sword and pointed it at his opponent. "The Dark Christ wants your life" he said in a calm tone of voice. "And he has sent me to take it".
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