Bloodlines of the Ancient Pantheons

Kjell, on the other hand, had become a fury, fighting to the fullest of his power, with a unique style, which for a moment left Dag and Gridd enchanted, while Reidar moved behind them stealthily, looking for a position from which to contribute to the battle without risking the melee combat. 

The long chains of the owner of the N° 5 emblem twirled in the air like two ravenous snakes, ready to quickly strike enemies, who continued to arrive in large numbers towards him, without being able to hit him.

"Aaagh!" Gridd shouted, running to the center of the battle and attracting the attention of both Masters, who after realizing they had reinforcements, felt safer.

From the windows of the few huts still intact, many small heads sprang up, which were those of the villagers, watching the fight, hoping for the victory of their favorites.

The battle raged for more than two hours and dozens of Jotunns fell under the blows of Dag, Gridd, Ellen, and Kjell, while Reidar, who had taken refuge behind an overturned carriage, continued to shoot arrows using the power of the Failnaught to facilitate his comrades.

The village ground became blood-stained when another giant charged towards Dag, who, even though exhausted, continued to fight with adrenaline, trying to use his dark power as little as possible, so as not to completely run out of energies and be able to continue to fend off the invaders. 

"We're killing dozens of them, and yet we still didn't understand the reason that drove them to attack us!" he thought, dodging the blow of a giant hammer, which hit a stone well, completely destroying it.

He counterattacked first with the hammer, then with the axe, but the enemy, with an unexpected movement of the arm, disarmed him, managing to drop the Giantbane to the ground, having Dag's left hand a less tight grip than the right one, which continued to firmly hold Magni's hammer.

The giant kicked his stomach, causing him to end up with his back onto the ground and stunning him, taking advantage of his tiredness, for which his reflexes were beginning to slow down.

After apparently knocking Dag down, the Jotunn began to walk towards him, crawling the huge hammer, consisting of a massive cudgel, similar to a tree trunk, bound rudimentary to a stone boulder cracked at one end, made sharp by the edges of the shattered rock. 

Before he could raise his mammoth weapon, the enemy was struck by Reidar's magic arrows, who, standing behind them about fifty yards away, managed to hit him on the back, dangerously attracting his attention. 

Dag, still on the ground, tried several times to get up, but without success: the fatigue was getting the better of him, who began to see all blurred around him. 

Trying to recover quickly, he placed both hands on the ground, lifting his torso, while his hearing also suffered some problems, failing to distinguish the screams and noises surrounding him.

About 20 seconds passed when the giant Jotunn he was facing just before, fell right next to him, emitting an incredible thud, which made him jolt with fright and rise to his feet.

"Hey! Hey, Dag! Are you there?!" a voice from behind him said when a hand touched his shoulder, causing him to turn suddenly. 

"Wowo! Easy, my friend, easy!" Kjell replied, moving the hammer that Dag had inadvertently pointed at his chin, reacting instinctively.

"Sorry... I don't know what's going on with me..." he answered, putting down the hammer and shaking his head, touching his forehead. 

"We're almost there, we must hold out! There are others, be careful!" Ellen yelled, who darted in front of them, approaching an enemy who was about to reach an inhabited hut.

Kjell walked away from Dag, releasing his chains, which crawled behind him, ready to reap more victims. 

"The axe! The Giantbane!" Dag exclaimed, looking frantically around, touching his belt and realizing that his weapon was not there, because he had never picked it up back from the ground.

He moved toward the well, near which he had been disarmed by the Jotunn who now lay dead in the mud.

"It's not here... where the fuck did it end up?! Fuck!" he thought aloud, frantically continuing to look to the ground as an enemy made his way towards him, trying to hit him from afar with a large rod.

He dodged the blow and was struck by a strong nervousness, caused by the fact that he could no longer see his axe: he counterattacked violently with the hammer, hitting the enemy on the face and producing a wide electric shockwave, which swept away the giant, causing him to end up in the rubble of a destroyed hut.

"Reidar! I can't find the Giantbane! Help me! I can't lose it!" Dag shouted, continuing to fidget more and more, attracting the attention of both Reidar and his sister, intent on fighting against a barehanded giant.

"Captain! There it is! I can see it!" Reidar yelled, pointing to a precise point with his hand, standing behind the carriage that served as a hiding place.

Dag looked at his friend, then shifted his gaze in the direction he indicated, noting that the axe was not on the ground, but in the hands of a Jotunn, who was escaping from the battle, heading towards the stretch of coast that descended to the cliff where their ship was docked.

"He's taking it away! Captain, that Jotunn took your axe!" Reidar shouted again.

Dag snapped in that direction, panting for fatigue and trying not to stumble upon that rugged, obstacle-filled terrain, full of weapons and corpses, immersed in mud and blood.

The clumsy thief passed a few meters away from Gridd, who even though she was still committed to fighting, had managed to figure out what was going on.

The Shieldmaiden knocked out the enemy in front of her with a powerful blow on his side and then turned to the Jotunn who was running away, throwing one of her swords at him, which after spinning quickly in the air hit him behind his back, skewering it and sticking to it.