375 CCCLXXV. The Celestial Dus (1/2)

The Masters, for example, released more of it than the Clans warriors, but the substance was still almost imperceptible and Dag had to concentrate a lot to be able to visualize it.

”It can't be...” he said, watching the wolves heading into the distance towards them.

Around them, an enormous amount of that light celestial ethereal substance moved madly, following their movements and breaths, shifting with them.

”The Asgardian Thunder...” Dag whispered again, thinking aloud and realizing what was about to happen.

At those words, Egill, who with his staff was ready to unleash some powerful spell, turned to his colleague and pupil, looking at him in amazement.

”What did you say?” the Master Of Healing asked, to see if he had heard right.

At that moment, a glimmer of hope ignited in Dag's soul, which charged with positivity and began to give orders, like a true leader.

”Soldiers, shield wall! We Masters will stay in the front row while you try to resist the charge and counterattack with spears and swords, as in our training sessions. They are not Jotunns, but the tactic to defeat them is similar! Stick together!” he yelled, turning to his men, who had just seen him frightened, fearing that there was nothing left to do, but now looked at him proud to be at his service.

Runa, the apprentice Shieldmaiden of Master Dargeon, was the first to put herself in position, resting her huge tower shield on the ground and inviting her companions to do the same: within seconds, with incredible precision, all shielded warriors formed a row next to her, while those without shields positioned themselves behind, with their weapons ready to strike.

As proved during the training in Runar, all the soldiers gathered behind the shield wall, semi-circular in shape, which became a real armor, with the shields wedged next to each other that looked like huge metal scales.

”Masters! Ready to attack! We must use all of our energies, we absolutely have to resist the charge! Let's kill these rogue bastards from the first to the last!” Dag yelled, realizing that he had little time because the enemies had almost arrived.

Kjell and Sander positioned themselves at the forefront, inviting Egill to move back, suggesting with the gaze that his healing would be crucial in the post-impact phase.

The Master Of Healing stopped next to Karl and Reidar, who with the Failnaught was ready to protect the two healers from enemies.

Gridd and Freydis remained close to Dag.

When Kjell began to circle his chains in the air, they caught fire and together with the flames, under the watchful eye of Dag, released a large amount of that strange ethereal substance.

”First phase... storage...” Dag whispered, recapping in his head what he had learned from the ancient tome he had read greedily before departing from the shores of Runar.