Chapter 32 - Supply Depot (1) (2/2)
Vott understanding spoke in a calming voice- ”Steady men, it's better to die amongst brothers, amongst family on our way to Valhalla.”
Theoric thinking he spoke wrongly in his attempt to calm the men found it strange when the heavy mood lifted.
Forgetting how seriously some Asgards take their warrior path, even these men who consider themselves outsiders to Asgard now, still had very deep connections to the Asgardian way.
Theoric on the other hand never bought into the whole Asgardian warrior lifestyle, he fought for very different reasons, that didn't include honor or death on the battlefield where many Asgardians hoped to reach Valhalla.
While he did like fighting like any good Asgardian would, honor and seeking death in battle was not among his goals.
His goals included the path of strength so he could protect those that he loves, protect the things he cares about not to mention he now had to save the Acanti. Dying would defeat the purpose and honor would only get in the way.
To everyone's relief, they didn't come across any trolls the rest of the way to the supply depot.
Being the leader Vott was always considering things, not liking the way things were going- ”Hey Theoric, what are your thoughts on why we haven't seen another troll in a while, if only I could understand their incessant howling, I'm starting to think they actually communicate that way.”
Theoric- ”Maybe they do, as for why we haven't seen a troll, while you might think that something is up, I can still only think of this as being good for us as we grow closer to our goal, at least now we don't have to fight the whole way.”
Vott seeing his point of view agreed- ”Your right, trolls are stupid, this only helps us.” He soon changed his mind though when they peeked over the next bin as it opened up to their goal.
Vott looking dismal- ”Then again maybe it really is bad.” he said looking at the more than 1000 trolls waiting for them.
Theoric- ”Naw this isn't bad, did you really think we were never going to face a force this big, considering their numbers it was only a matter of time, we've been lucky so far at how stupid and unorganized they've been, even now I'd say this was poorly executed, they should have been wearing us down on our way here to meet certain death.”
Vott still hearing the howls behind them thought otherwise- ”Well maybe your right, but now they have us surrounded with no way to escape.”
Theoric chuckled- ”Are you sure about that, look over there.” he pointed towards the far end where a ship was docked at the supply depot which was pumping water from an underground aquifer, an important resource on this mostly barren planet.
Vott eyes went wide denying it- ”No, there is no way they will keep that ship around long enough for us to steal.”