Torvi was doing well in holding her ground, cutting down men with her sword like butter.
Her muscular frame granted her not only enhanced physical strength but endurance.
"We can win this!" Torvi screamed, and her man cheered because they were managing.
But one could argue that the enemy was not taking them seriously, it was almost like they were doing this simply to split their forces.
Torvi knew Njal had an uphill battle ahead of him but she did not have time to worry about him right now because she saw a light at the end of the tunnel.
Torvi was strong and a man that was equally as impressive stepped up as they both had each other in sight.
The battlefield was chaotic, Torvi could not even concentrate on just one enemy because another might try to strike her from behind.
This was not a duel, and she knew that this would be difficult.