Atli. It does not matter what you were. You've fallen from the dark spires where stars dwell. You're amongst men now, and a human chooses. A human changes.
Kriemhild
(What am I without it? What am I but destruction?)
I have not hands meant to mend nor build. They only can destroy. I am sorry, Gudrun.
Attila
It doesn't matter. You must.
Kriemhild
... I do not know if I am able to.
Attila
See, you understand the fundamentals. Sheathe the sword.
