A shudder went through her, feeling the nearness of her old nemesis. How many times had they tried to kill one another? She knew when he was near, and she’d hoped that he had stayed holed up in Sovngarde until the end of time. Or at least until she could go back there to find a way to kill him. Either would’ve suited her. But there he was. Her brows rose as she saw the new appearance he bore, her hand pulling the blade from her side discreetly as she approached his back. Pressing the tip against him, she smirked slightly. ❝ Come all this way to be gutted, World Eater? ❞ she hissed, pressing the blade more firmly against him, her body nearly against his. ❝ I only wish we were back home so my people could see you fall. ❞