[h1]Murdoch - Scandinavia[/h1]

The last few hours felt like a blur inside of Murdoch's mind. A mental block? He wasn't really sure. Perhaps it's just due to him choosing to drink a bit too much alcohol back in that dinner. Or perhaps the dimension shift was a lot more taxing to his mind than it should be. Something still seemed to be a bit off, but for now Murdoch decided to watch things closely to get a better grasp of the situation. 

It seemed that they were now in a battlefield, wreathed in unnatural blue flames all around. Bodies of slain warriors were scattered around the mostly lifeless landscape, which made the two remaining combatants even more noticeable. A woman clad in armor wielding a spear easily larger than she was, and she was fighting a warrior with a glowing chest. An interesting sight, but for the time being Murdoch was not sure about whether he should interfere in any way or not.

"Travelers or whatever you are, be careful! Those corpses have been tainted by--!"

Now that the swordsman mentioned it, Murdoch noticed that the spearwoman had something odd going on with her. Her blackened armor on several parts of her body caused some concerns, and perhaps that blackness was what caused her to attack the woman. Corruption like that...interacting with the corpses would seem to cause similar symptoms to the spearwoman, or worse, the corpses could be reanimated by whoever spread this corruption in the first place. Was this corruption the cause of why this point of history became a Singularity?

He was ill-equipped to deal with them, sadly. Unlike the elderly magus that moved really fast to incinerate the bodies, he chose to rush towards his Servant's side, at least to make sure that he didn't do something reckless or dangerous. Well...at least he was not doing something too dangerous now. Although reaching out to either combatant at this point of the time felt pointless. With the assumption that the spearwoman really was corrupted by something, telling them to cease would do as much good as telling a rock to get out of your way.

"Would be neat if that just happens, but alas, it's unreasonable."

Other issues would present itself to Murdoch however. The bodies that littered the battlefield rose back to "life", and they seemed to be the primary obstacle here. However...that brought a point. The identity of the maiden of spear. Murdoch knew his share of legends from the Nordic people, and he was pretty intent on summoning one of their greatest heroes too originally. Of course he would knew about these maidens that were connected to those who had fallen on the battlefields, the Valkyries. In opposition of such beings from the very beginning, that sounded quite exhilarating. Ah, sweet maidens of the battlefield!

"Uh..where was I? Right. Berserker, avoid the Saber and Lancer-class entity there, and deal with the undead first. A great hero like you should be able to shine brightly against these nameless soldiers."

Sinfjotli...it perhaps was a mistake to bring him to his homeland, although not bringing him here would really just strain the two's relationship and he didn't really want to touch Babylon either. For now he would just have to hope that the group would not end up stumbling upon anyone closely related to him. 

Splitting from his Servant, Murdoch went on to grab a branch lying on the ground, and utilized Reinforcement to bring out the blueprints of the ancient weapon stored in his magic crest. The spear manifested into the world, and Murdoch went on to prepare himself for any attackers that came close. Dealing with groups of enemy wasn't his specialty in any means, and with the presence of the other mages and the fact that there were 3 Casters around...why would he be concerned about it? He's no coward but there's no reason to expend more energy than necessary right now. He still needed to get enough room to grab a piece of armor or weapon from these undeads and use his Structural Grasp Magecraft on it to learn about whether there's any magic affecting them anyway.

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