Valkyrie listened, weighing Emma's words against her appearance and her own knowledge of the many and varied types of combat out there in the wide universe. She'd thought her life as a Valkyrie had prepared her for everything there would ever be to see (with some Asgardian arrogance thrown in), but Sakaar was humbling in the unique and delightful methods she'd witnessed thinking beings slaying each other through.

Then, this young lass was summoning a warrior atop a pegasus and she was brought back in time. Whatever Emma was capable of, it was simultaneously new and intimately familiar. Valkyrie moved towards it, nodding towards Emma in silent inquiry to inspect for herself.