Entry 89:
Linus Ozias POV:
War never changes, senseless and cruel, as I watch hordes of fire and ice giants attempt to climb the walls.
Attempts to break down the gate fail spectacularly, but they keep trying as hundreds of magical spells, swords, and arrows befall the walls and gate.
Yet I have a feeling that bothers me, but as I stand along the wall with Odin and Thor, I look to Thor, who gives me a smirk and says, "I know you Angels may not know true combat, but for now, let up pro show you how it's done."
With a smile on his face, he jumps from the wall with gravity hastening his descent, and as he lands, he creates a massive crater with lightning arcing across the ground.
As his hammer meets the flesh of the fire and ice giants, they are splattered along the ground like a man would crush grapes in his hand.
I look to Odin while giving him something, which he takes with a curious look on his face and places the parcel in his robe.
I then jump into the fray with my spear and sword in hand and my armor forming around me. Upon entering the battle, a great light shines upon the entire field outside the walls as I extend a piece of my power, flattening most of the first wave.
The God of Thunder turns around with a smile on his face as he continues to slaughter his way through the Giants, with me joining him as I find that this is an excellent way to test myself.
The test of restraint as if I was in an area like the dimensional gap, I could go all out, and while I could control the output of my power, my mere presence could cause problems.
But that odd feeling does not go away. I feel like I am being played like this is all just a distraction for something else, something big.
My feeling is confirmed as I hear a loud howl reverberating across the battlefield, and I realize that Fenrir has arrived.
And as he appears, you can feel the presence he holds as that God-killing Wolf stares directly at me, and in that moment, I feel slight fear.
That Wolf is one of the strongest beings in this world, plainly due to the fact that he was meant to kill gods.
I looked at Thor as he looked at me, and I gave him a nod, and he laughed and said, "You're insane, young angel. I like you. I hope you survive."
Thunder continues to crackle and rumble across the sky as the God of Thunder lays waste to the armies of the Giants, as even after all of these centuries, he has not lost his touch.
I fly towards the Wolf as he runs towards me at hypersonic speeds, and as we meet, I take a slash at him with my sword bouncing off of him.
"That shouldn't be possible," I think to myself, but then I realize why my sword bounced off. He's protected by fate, and my sword could kill him before Ragnarok.
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