We escorted the souls of those we saw were worthy of Valhalla from the battlefields when they died. The ability to judge an individual's soul comes from the battlemaidens, and it is the same magic Featherblade uses here." I nod, a tiny bit breathless. "I deal with the dead. I have flown over a thousand battlefields, watching and waiting for those about to die. I know when somebody has the mark of death hanging over them." She leans forward, and I stop breathing altogether. "Madivia, let me tell you with absolute certainty that there is no mark of death over you."
