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Ragnaplatedin is a sea of pain. His whole body was burning. He did everything he could in a way he never thought possible, and he was convinced that no one could endure perseverance. So he thought. It was not what he expected. It wasn't cold. It was just pain. Where were the others he killed? Why didn't they meet him somewhere? Where was the judge of the dead? Where were his father, mother and the rest of his relatives? His suffering gave him a terrible sense of hopelessness. It is not selected. He did not wake up from the great table in the Halls of Heroes on the Eternal Mountain. It could not be expressed enough. shortened. This thought hit him hard and he knew nothing. He felt the pain again, but it seemed to calm down. There was a strange crackling sound and a strong roar of wind in his ears. Little by little he realized that his throbbing could be his heart or the wind could be shortness of breath. Then, wherever he was wounded, his chest seemed to burn. I wanted to scre
