I could sense that the majority of the fighting, those that I couldn't reach move forward . It seemed they were heading for the Inn. I attempt to raise myself, with great difficulty, is it my age at long last? No it can't be, it is remarkable that I seem to have a reserve that I never had before. I sense people attempting to pick me up, not an easy task in itself, but I see the Valkyrie, by the glory am I a chosen one, oh Wodan thank you, but I do not see her horse, she needs her horse to get me to Valhalla? Oh the pain, I am not chosen yet, just being carried off, but then I see another vision, It is Saga, well if not Valhalla, she would be a very close second choice.