Bloodlines of the Ancient Pantheons

"What ignoble and brainless beings... look, 813666, look what you've done. Now, because of you, I will have to decimate the people of this area" the Xis said suddenly, who raised a hand and pointed it in the direction of Freydis, who was running in the front row, with tears in her eyes, shouting the name of her beloved, the one who had never hesitated to protect her and who had traveled an entire nation to save her from death.

"No... no! Freydis! Get away from here! *cough*cough*! Step back!" Dag yelled, feeling incredible pain in his lungs, which were filling with blood.

"Aaaargh! Die, son of a bitch!" the Shieldmaiden yelled, who had never removed from her mind what the Xis had done to her, taking possession of her body and forcing her to fight Dag with the intention of killing him and the risk of losing her life.

The Xis, without thinking twice, with his psychic powers, lifted a large boulder from the rubble of the porch and violently threw it at her, with a slight gesture of the left hand, while the right was busy tightening its grip on Dag, to kill him slowly and painfully.

When they saw that huge boulder coming in their direction, the warriors behind her slowed down their run, sure that it would hit the young girl, who, caught in fury, was running without thinking about the consequences.

Freydis, dashing very quickly to the right, moved from the trajectory of the boulder and dodged it deftly, without slowing her advance too much towards the enemy.

When it hit the ground, the large boulder broke up violently, generating so many fragments that struck the soldiers who were advancing to help their troubled companion.

The impact was so strong that the ground below the floor of the square was further destroyed and the pieces of earth flew fast along with those of rock, forming a short but intense rain of natural bullets.

Some of the allied soldiers of the Claws Of Fenrir were hit so violently that they suffered a backlash during the race and stumbled backward, dying on impact pierced by splinters; others somehow managed to save themselves, protecting with their shields and weapons and diverting their trajectory to avoid them and keep running.

The Xis continued his gesture and, after the first boulder, he lifted another one, still aiming at the girl, who was approaching dangerously, with fury inside her eyes, under the helpless gaze of Dag that was desperately struggling not to lose consciousness. 

Three more boulders were fired in sequence, followed by a piece of a rocky arch, curved and elongated, which flying tens of meters seemed like a kind of spear ready to pierce anyone in its path.

During those brief moments, which seemed endless, Freydis used everything she had learned at Skjegg from her incredible Masters, especially from Kjell, who was the most experienced of running fights and dodges.

In addition to her constant study and intelligence, the Shieldmaiden exploited all her hatred toward the alien genre, remembering once again the good times she had spent with her man, which would never have been repeated if he had died there and at that moment.

Without shouting and without saying a word, she dodged the first and second boulders with ease, not caring that behind her there were other soldiers, unable to take care of their safety as well.

The third boulder, smaller and faster, arrived in front of her before she could notice it and to dodge it, the young warrior of Okstorm was forced to lower herself on her knees and sneak forward, passing under the heavy rocky body, which touched her hair.

*boom* 

It too issued a violent thud, striking an allied warrior who unfortunately was right on its trajectory.

Freydis snapped forward, now just over 20 meters far from xis, who had his eyes on her and the other warriors who intended to attack him.

"Leave Dag alone, you piece of shit! If he can't kill you, It will be me that..." 

As Freydis screamed violently, her voice broke: the huge piece of the arch of the porch appeared over her head, exploiting the noise that the boulders had caused as a diversion to travel in the air undisturbed.

The Shieldmaiden remained petrified, while the shadow of the large rocky body that was about to crush her becoming wider and wider on her, covering the light coming from the Moon and other planets shining in the night sky.

Freydis raised her spear and the other arm, crossing them and preparing to resist the impact, but at that exact moment, someone reached her and jumped upwards.

Emitting a clear yellowish light from his body and especially from his arms, Atran jumped on Freydis' head and pointed both blades of his daggers upwards, activating one of his skills and showing everyone what a Giants Of Ymir's General was capable of.

*baaam*screetch*

A loud noise of rock and metal coming into contrast echoed throughout the square and the piece of the arch of the porch broke into two parts, which fell due to the effect of gravity on the sides of the girl, leaving her unharmed.

As the Shieldmaiden's body continued to shake and the two halves of the arch crumbled under their own weight, Atran returned to the ground, standing on his feet despite his weariness.

His arms were completely bloodied, as was his face, almost unrecognizable after being hit in full by the fragments of that huge rocky body.

The blades of both of his daggers were broken and on one of them, the hilt was the only thing that remained.

Before Freydis could thank the allied General for just saving her life, Atran threw both of his weapons to the ground and pulled another identical dagger out of a belt behind his back, starting running towards the enemy again.

With that lightning-fast and incredibly precise gesture, the blond-haired warrior fomented all the soldiers of the Claws Of Fenrir who were following him and after that scene, dozens of Werewolves began running on all fours again, looking forward to putting their clutches on the destroyer of their beloved Klorr.