The enemy drew around him.He knew now his death was inevitable.He waited with grim determination for the end."ODIN" He called. "I am ready too meet yo... and dine in your halls."As he called out he saw the glimpse of something white in the sky. As itgot closer he realized what it was. A Valkryr. A warrior maiden fromAsgard who served the gods and took the souls of worthy warriors toOdins hall. She was clad in bright chainmail, her face was pale andbeautiful, her eyes large and glittered a deep. . they all just died ... and never knew why," she said, looking at me in horror."Fair fights are for those who are winning," I replied. "The Æsir are not winning, are they, Vanir Torsenn?" No, Seiðmaðr John, we aren't. Despite the pronouncements of our Generals and leaders," Torsenn finally replied. "How many?" Over 700, a full battle group similar to the one which ported into Kurukshetra as well as all their scouts," I replied. "Your people can advance in there now. There are no other Nephilim. .........men."continued Amanda the whole time."Good sweetie. Now you can stop repeating for now. I want you to openyour eyes and watch the television for me." With that Dr. Morgan turnedon the tv set and thus began the semi-subliminal loop of pictures thatshe would have Amanda watch for the next two hours.It was a visual conditioning loop of pictures of handsome men....somefamous, like George Clooney and David Beckham.....others weremodels...some younger....some older.....there were many. God, I'm going to miss that."Paul had been watching her from the window each morning when she took to the streets? The tingling started to gravitate between her thighs."Didn't you jerk off to her sunbathing?" Oh, God, I shouldn't have told you about that."Her eyes shot open and she rocked her head forward, her loose golden bangs spilling across her face. Really? she mouthed."Paul, I don't blame you. I mean, she must look awesome in a bikini." She does." I do?" Robin called as she descended down.