DEEP INTO THE HEART OF THE BATTLE THEY FOUGHT. COVERED ON   ALL SIDES AS ALL CONVERGED ON THEM, UNTIL THE FOUR COULD   NO LONGER BE SEEN. AS TIME PASSED I FEARED THEM LOST, THEN   SLOWLY THE ARMIES SEPARATED, MANY WERE DEAD. I SAW THE FOUR   EACH DOWN ON ONE KNEE, ALL STOPPED TO WATCH AND GAZE   UPON THEM WITH A SMILE OF VICTORY BEFORE SENDING THEM INTO   THE GROUND.   THEN THEY ROSE TOGETHER TO MAKE A FINAL STAND. WITH THEIR   LAST BIT OF STRENGTH THEY RAISED THEIR ARMS INTO THE AIR POINTING   BLOOD STAINED WEAPONS TO THE SKY. THEY CALLED UPON THE GOD   OF WAR AND MADE READY TO DIE. BUT ODIN WOULD NOT CALL   THEM THIS DAY TO VALHALLA, INSTEAD HE SENT THUNDER AND   LIGHTNING TO STRIKE THE GROUND, BESTOWING UPON THEM THE   ONE GIFT EVERY WARRIOR LIVES IN HOPE OF – THE BERSERKER RAGE!   NOW FILLED WITH THAT STRENGTH, THE POWER OF A THOUSAND   MEN WAS GIVEN THEM. NO LONGER MORTAL THEY WERE TOUCHED   BY THE GODS. THIS TIME WHEN THEY TOOK UP THE ATTACK, MEN FELL   NOT BY TENS, BUT BY HUNDREDS, BY THOUSANDS. AND WHEN THE   SMOKE DID CLEAR, THE FOUR SPOKE THE WORDS AND THE MASSES   ANSWERED THE RESPONSE OF THE WARRIORâS PRAYER.   GODS OF WAR I CALL YOU   MY SWORD IS BY MY SIDE   I SEEK A LIFE OF HONOR   FREE FROM ALL FALSE PRIDE   I WILL CRACK THE WHIP   WITH A BOLD MIGHTY HAIL   COVER ME WITH DEATH   IF I SHOULD EVER FAIL   GLORY, MAJESTY, UNITY   HAIL! HAIL! HAIL!