Heimdall: We will have to discuss that later.
*After Marin puts on the entire suit of armor Heimdall talks again*
Alright, you won't feel any pain and this is going to happen quickly.
*Heimdall speaks the spell quickly and quietly. Marin's armor instantly turns molten and flys from her to Heimdall's hand in a liquid stream of mithril. In a couple of seconds the process is over and Marin is completly stripped of her armor.*
Reforming the armor takes about the same time. Want the armor?
"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."