The Time-turner Chronicles

|3| Chapter 28: So light 'em up!

Here you go it's a long one

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"What?" I asked out loud which resulted in confused looks from Tyson and Katie who were unaware of the telepathic conversation Nyx, I mean Nótt, and I were having.

'The sea obeyed your command to get you away from the snake," Nótt explained slowly, 'we're now in the Jötunheimr. The world of the Giants. A Norse world. This forced me to change into my Norse aspect.'

'You have a Norse aspect?' I asked, skipping over the entire, giants, thing..

She rolled her eyes, 'of course, but I think we have bigger problems.' And she pointed at the man/horse monster in the fog.

I narrowed my eyes and saw the outline of a man sitting on the horse. The fog shrouded the figure, making it hard to figure out what I exactly was looking at. But I could see some details.

The first thing I noticed was that the man was too tall for a regular human. Same for the horse it was riding on. At least two times as tall as a regular human.

"It's a Nuckelavee." Nótt announced looking at the mysterious figure.

"A what?" Katie and I asked.

"A kind of demon, its breath will make you rot." Nótt explained, rolling her eyes again. As if anyone was supposed to know that.

'A Norse demon.' Nótt added.
"How do we defeat it?" Tyson asked, which was a good question.

The Nuckelavee did not wait for us to discuss how to kill it, the fog cleared and it stormed forward at us.

The fog made it hard to see the distance between us but now it was clear I could see it was way closer than I thought, around 300 feet.

It stormed towards us over the water. Each step the horse took sounded like a drum being slammed in the distance. But the sound was twisted and wrong. Like a coming storm.

When it came closer and past the fog I saw what it actually looked like.

The monster had red glowing eyes that were filled with hate, as did the horse. The body of the horse and man looked like rotting corpses. I could see the lungs and rib cage sticking out, of the horse while rotting flesh was being eaten away on the man's chest. With maggots and insects crawling over their skin.

The creepiest thing was that the man and horse seemed to be one singular entity. There was nothing separating the two. It was as if somebody had stitched the two together and left it to decay.

As it stormed toward us the waves underneath the horse hooves began to grow wilder, creating a huge wave that was coming toward us.

The tidal wave began to grow. Even if we had any projectiles to launch at it, the Nuckelavee was protected behind the wave it created.

"Open the flask." Nótt ordered while looking at the wave that was getting closer and bigger.

"You want us to go through the wave?!" I asked, unsure about her plan. She nodded.

"The wave also blinds him from our approach," She strategized. "if we can pass it, I can hit it."

She pointed at the axe she carried on her back.

Where Nyx's weapons were pitch black, this weapon was stark silver, almost white. The axe was vaguely shaped like a crescent moon with runes written and glowing on the sides of the blade. She took the axe of her back and readied herself. I saw shadows wrap around her floor for extra support.