The face of the sword.

The two Valkyries were running in circles and what began as a fight with an obvious result was now like a thorough space dispute.

Not knowing exactly who was after whom.

The two women watched carefully.

Skuld held the sword with all the strength he had, which was not much, and positioned the weapon defensively, only sensing the strong impact of one blade against the other.

Mostly avoid an attack, but get used to the weight and the blows. 

Be able to stop Kara's attack with all your might and feel everything around you dark, almost as if all light were devoured by darkness and the emptiness of nothing. 

The sword now made its choice.

It was strange and a little funny how the gods decided to act, create and take everyone to their own universe and force them to follow their own rules;

Kara and Skuld were surrounded by a thick darkness.