Chapter 43 - Vott vs Grak (1/2)

While Theoric was fighting Olik, Vott and his men engaged with Grak and his troll warriors. Muthos went along with them but hung in the back as he supported Tyborr and U-Slyn with small scale magic.

Askella, on the other hand, kept mostly hidden not willing to reveal much, she was still concerned that Grundor would sense her if she started blasting magic around.

Muthos tried to reason with the troll warriors,- ”Brothers this is not the way, Ulik is dooming us all, he is not fit to be king, join us and save our people.”

The impact of his words lost clout though as he fought against them on the side of their long-time enemy Asgard.

”Shut up Traitor!” ”Kill the Traitor!” ”Kill the Traitor!” ”Kill the Traitor!”

Tyborr and U-Slyn felt increase pressure as the hate-filled trolls attacked harder wanting to kill them and get to Muthos to shut him up.

Tyborr irritated snapped at Muthos- ”Would you shut it, hard enough already without you adding fuel to the flames.”

U-Slyn- ”I have to agree.”

Grak saw the duo who use to be royal guards cutting down his men and knew he was in trouble. Their numbers were not that much more, though he was happy to see some troll patrols joining them from the surrounding flanking the Asgardians.

Vott and his men's skills were apparent as they had the advantage in this small clash with the help of the equally skilled royal duo who were a cut above the average trolls.

With fury in his veins, Vott forced his way through towards Grak who wanted to stay back a bit and shout orders since he was the only elite against a group of skilled combatants.

Serk and the rest followed Vott closely making sure his back was protected as he threw caution to the wind in order to get to the red armor troll to seek revenge.

Serk taking the initiative as he started coming more out of his shell, shouting orders,- ”Men, stick close to the Captain, watch his back, Careful On The Flank, Patrols Incoming.”

Grak watching Vott approach realized that this Asgardian was the focal point that if killed will bring the rest down as he drew his two war axes intending to make a quick kill.

Grak was one of the few intelligent trolls around, but his strict code of following orders no matter what prevented him from standing out.

The battle seemed to open in the middle as the two met, Vott holding a two-handed ax vs Grak and his two one-handed war axes.

Grak mocked him- ”Stupid gardian, once you are dead the rest will follow.”

Grak smirked as he ducked under to the left swinging his right ax into his exposed side with enough force to slice open the protective armor and leave a small scratch, drawing first blood.

Vott sensing the follow-up swing to his exposed backside, he rolled out of the way, quickly getting back to his feet as he turned to face him.

Taking the time to sober up from his initial blunder, Vott slowly approached Grak who was still as steady as ever, brimming with confidence.

Vott seeing this scowled as he took a closer swing this time so he could react to a counter, but he was still underestimating his opponent. Grak used both axes to block his swing as he kicked Vott away.

Serk seeing the situation could feel the gloominess from his men as they saw the fight play out with Grak having the advantage. They could only watch on though as their honor would never allow them to interfere in a duel.

Serk yelled- ”Come on Captain, stop playing around!” hoping this would wake the Captain up who didn't seem like he was at his best.

Vott hearing Serk scream peeked over to see the determination in his eyes, the trust he had for him. Not wanting to let him down he calmed his breathing as he prepared for Grak who was taking the first step to attack.