Heimdall: There is a box of similar design, to the one we found before; at the very center of the vortex. The wind is to strong just to walk into it.
Idun: Heimdall, get low and use your dagger and mine *gives Heimdall her dagger* as hand holds. The rest of us can try to give you time to reach the box.
Heimdall: it's worth a shoot.
*Heimdall, crouches and slam one of the daggers into the floor. The wind lifts him up so where only his grip on the dagger keeps him from slamming against the wall. He then puts the other dagger into the floor and slowly advances in this way. As he get's closer to the center it becomes harder and harder to move*
"Dulce bellum inexpertis."
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As Odin says in the Hovamal:
"Praise no day 'til evening; no wife 'til on her pyre; no sword 'til tested;
no maid 'til bedded; no ice 'til crossed;
no ale 'til drunk."