 At the end of the poem , the valkyries sing " start we swiftly with steeds unsaddled — hence to battle with brandished swords ! " The prose narrative picks up again , and says that the valkyries tear their loom down and into pieces . Each valkyrie holds on to what she has in her hands . Dörruð leaves the chink in the wall and heads home , and the women mount their horses and ride away ; six to the south and six to the north . 
