What could he possibly say? There are no words. What soliloquy could properly convey how much grief will the little Tim Rhymeless go through when facing up against one of the chosen warriors of Valhalla? This is sorrow he hardly needs, given the myriad hardships the innocent channeller has gone through in his life. Yet, he stands, ready to suffer a sad demise against the former archer from Crell Monferaigne. Llewellyn, understanding Tim's burdens, won't back down from this fight - but he will try to make this as painless as possible. A single Layer Storm should put the little boy out of his misery, and the Einherjar shall not take pride in this - just lament the horrors of war. Hopefully, Lenneth will show some mercy and allow Tim the honor of being an Einherjar for this, though.
