CHAPTER TEN
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The release of Tyr from the mines of Svartalheim did not go as Atreus wanted, they saved the god is a fact. He is free regained his freedom, but Kratos and Mimir have never seen so much as a shell of a man looked as if at the word , "fight" he should weep and bury himself underground to die for lack of air
As far as a god could die of such a thing
Even Freya was further hostile to Atreus and Kratos. She continued to be angry with them, she didn't like the fact that Atreus came to her she was surprised by the fact that Tyr life everyone believed he was alive.
The clever plan of Atreus and Sindri did not reason, half-heartedly failed in the end Atreus talked to Freya, but it came out as he would not have wanted it to come out. She threw him out claiming that he would not help them when they had such a perfect opportunity to defeat Odin, after all, they have a god to lead an army against Asgard!
The guardian's skylight was still sitting in Atreus' pocket Fimbulvinter would have caused him to freeze to death if it had flown out from under the teenager's pocket for a second, and so he was already weak due to his lack of faith, but with each passing moment he could feel the magic slowly returning to him as if faith was slowly returning along with his awakening.
Opening the portal to return home, Atreus and Sindri walked through a stone frame with a wooden door on which were engraved the world tree and worlds they could teleport to if they needed it now
- I hate coming back empty-handed - Whined the red-haired teenager his Iroquois was lightly covered in snow like most of his body the snow immediately melted causing his clothes to be slightly wet - Tyr was a failure so I wanted to at least - he started explaining like a small child who broke a toy
- Don't get cocky little Jotun - He was interrupted by his smaller friend running a little behind the teenager, Sindri looked ahead as he trotted to catch up with the teenager - Tyr didn't live up to your expectations, but to call him a failure? - Asked Sindri rhetorically, the young Jotun as he called him listened carefully and analyzed his every word as if it would change everything
- You saved him from a terrible fate - sighed Sindri sadly as he thought about all that Tyr had to go through when he was Odin's prisoner - It's a great feat and there's still a chance he'll help us - Sindri didn't lose hope trying to raise Atreus' hope which apparently is also gently falling every little brick of hope that falls from Atreus' faith causes him to stop believing that Tyr is not a failure and that he will help prepare for Ragnarok where he will lead the army against Asgard
The skylight flew out of Atreus' pocket and settled on his shoulder again. He, too, wanted to help the teenager not to lose hope in the end that was his task in a squeaky voice, but at the same time quietly the glowing orb spoke its mind to the slight amusement of Atreus. Sindri giggled - See? Even our little friend agrees - he stated and the little luminary nodded his head
- Maybe... - Atreus muttered and his smile died down - But his father will soon run out of patience - He mourned, knowing what could come with no progress as it is now - He has probably already chosen the next hiding place for us -.
Luminous and Atreus sadly sighed at the same moment sharing the same opinion - In that case - Sindri began to speak again - Let's not make things worse and get caught once we're in the place - he said pacing and a slight panting could be heard when the dwarf spoke - I'll cover the tracks of using the gate and return through the back entrance and you... - he said the plan that will have to be carried out as he fell silent thinking about the next steps and words
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