Lucas grinned. His arms moved from where they stood, but where they ended up was impossible to see with the human eye. The sa could be said about Ragnar and Bjorn. They were unleashing attacks on attacks, but where the swords and claws were clashing was unknown to everyone onlooking.
Lucas shouted as he started increasing the power of his punches. Bjorn was forced back as he continued to defend against the heavy attacks of Lucas. He coughed out a little blood as he walked forward and put himself back in the line of attack.
"Deal so actual damage to him, goddamn it. Why are you attacking him with so little power? Try and cut sothing completely out. That will take so ti to regenerate, and it will give us so breathing space." Bjorn shouted.
"I am trying. I don't want to sacrifice speed for power. Then the attack won't even connect." Ragnar said.
They continued parrying Lucas and attacking him. Lucas no longer looked like a glorious white wolf. His white fur was dyed red, and the only parts of his body that remained white were his face and his back. The rest of the body had been cut at least once by Ragnar. There were no scars or wounds visible though. Every wound that ca by was imdiately healed, and it caused quite the headache for Ragnar and Bjorn. They had no definitive way of dealing with soone who wouldn't even get wounded.
"What the hell should I do? Bjorn. You are the only person who is actually strong enough to pierce his hide and go through to the bone. You need to strike him at least once." Ragnar said.
"If I could, I would. But the damned fellow is as quick as the wind, and I cannot pinpoint his location." Bjorn said.
"Ollimr. We need you right now. Join the fight!" Ragnar shouted.
One of the four who were guarding the flag until it was stolen off, stepped forward. Ollimr was a huge man. He had a bulky build, and looked like he was a giant compared to the other warriors. Truly, this was a definition of a big man.
Ollimr stood in front of Lucas, and looked up towards his face.
"So this is the person that has taken up Fenrir as the god that he serves," he said with a rough voice.
"Don't say it like that. I feel it quite deaning. I don't serve Fenrir. Think of him like my peer. A fellow person. I sure as hell don't follow what he says. They arent orders to . They are more like suggestions." Lucas said with a playful tone.
"I will hold him down. It will be up to the both of you to take care of him in that ti." Ollimr said.
"Good. Just one minute will do it." Bjorn nodded.
"One minute is a lot of ti. I will be very angry if you are not able to finish him off in that ti." Ollimr said. He then dashed forward.
Lucas looked at him lazily. He then struck towards him with his leg. The leg hit Ollimr, but Ollimr held on to it. He then pulled the leg down, and Lucas looked at him with shock.
"You are very powerful for a human. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if you actually had giant's blood within you. But to think that you can hold down and pin for a minute is pure delusion." Lucas said. He then raised his paw.
Along with his leg, Ollimr also ca rising up.
"What you don't understand, is that even in the land of the gods, the laws of physics apply. You are clinging on to , and you are only so heavy. At the end of the day, I will be able to lift you up." Lucas laughed.
He then started swinging Ollimr around, and after a point, he could no longer hold on.
Blast!
Ollimr collided with one of the pillars of the base as he slid to fall onto the ground. He was all bloodied up, and he looked like he was about to die.
"I was wrong. I couldn't even hold him for a few seconds. Looks like I am the useless one here." Ollimr said with a dull tone.
"Don't worry. That was actually enough. You made a mistake, Lucas. In that, you didn't pay attention to what was going on behind you." Ragnar's voice ca from behind Lucas.
Lucas raised his wolf eyebrows as he turned around. Ragnar was already in the air, and he stepped on top of Lucas' head. Before Lucas could even react, he grabbed onto the blue flag that was safely tucked into Lucas' thick mane.
"How the hell does anything here even stay on?" Ragnar wondered out loud. He was about to reach for the red flag, when Ragnar felt his world tremble. He could not move a single muscle in his body, and he felt that his legs were about to give away.
He saw in front of him, that the mane of Lucas was wriggling. Slowly, a fleshy hand ca out of it. It grabbed onto the blue flag that Ragnar just got a hold of, and pushed Ragnar away. He fell to the ground with a loud thud.
"You thought that sothing like that would actually work? Don't be so naive. I already thought of tricks like this before you were even born boy." Lucas said coldly.
He raised his foot, and stamped on the ground, right where Ragnar had fallen.
Thump!
Below his paws, the ground reddened, and it was apparent that Lucas had shown no rcy towards Ragnar.
"You killed him without hesitation? I thought that we were friends." Bjorn said as he swing his ax towards Lucas.
"Friends? You are going to resurrect anyways. Don't be stupid." Lucas scoffed.
He then looked up and back again at Bjorn.
"Damn the two of you. Now, the whole twenty minutes tir has been reset. I will kill all of you. You waste so much of my ti. I would have finished this by ten minutes if it weren't for your insolense. Now, true heaven will be another twenty minutes away." Lucas cursed.
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"Sister! It looks like he is going to win. Please don't tell that you are going to force us to strip in front of him." a young woman was standing next to Brinhyldr.
Her, and another, more maturing looking woman were standing together in a dim lit room. All that was clear and apparent in this room was an altar, which had a huge orb on top of it.
"I am sorry. This was a task that Odin himself gave to . We are nothing without Valhalla, and we cannot afford to let our ho collapse. This was the only thing that I could do to stop him from going on a rampage." Brinhyldr said with a solemn tone.
"If that bad man dares to force to sleep with him, I will use all my power to fight him. Even if it costs my life." the young woman said.
"He promised that he wouldn't force himself onto you. If he does, I will be there next to you at that imdiate instant, and I will be fighting him with you." Brinhyldr said.
"Why did we co to this position anyway? Why did Odin allow soone like that to even stay in Valhalla? Soone like that only deserves to die." the young woman said.
"Sotis, we are in the position of not being able to do anything. This is one of those instances." Brinhyldr said.
"But-"
"There is nothing that I can do anymore. At the least, we can say that we have made this sacrifice for the greater good." Brinhyldr said as she turned away.
The young woman gnashed her teeth as she looked down.
"I am not going to allow him to win. Do you think that I would let so foreigner look at like I am a showpiece?" she said as she waved her hand. Sparkled fell from her hand towards an orb that was in the sa room that she was in.
Within that orb, there was a picture of the wolf form that Lucas was in, and he was fighting Bjorn.
"Don't worry, big sister. I will take good care of him. I will make sure that he will lose." the woman grinned.
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Lucas suddenly stopped. He looked around with suspicion.
"What the hell is happening? Fenrir. Don't tell your father is trying to ss with again. I will not take to it kindly." Lucas snorted.
"This isn't him. Soone else." Fenrir said.
"I don't care who it is, but that person is ssing sothing up. I can feel residual power here tampering with sothing. The flags in my mane are trying to fly away, and I feel that sothing else is about to happen." Lucas said.
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