378 CCCLXXVIII. The Gap (1/2)

Dag placed the Giantbane on the magnet of his belt and grabbed the hammer with both hands, holding it pointed downwards.

At that moment, the snow around his feet began to move and the solid particles of the soil vibrated, levitating upwards.

Trying not to give in to the rush of the moment and hoping to use that ability, Dag stood still in that position for a few more seconds, while the screams of his allies grew louder and louder, coming to the exhaustion of their forces, having used the maximum of their power to withstand the sudden attack.

Suddenly, one of the wolves hitting the barrier stopped, turning an ear backwards.

After him, another beast-man did the same, blocking his attacks and turning back.

Then another and another.

In less than a minute, the attacks on the barrier ceased and all the wolves stopped as if they were feeling something, a great energy source.

”Uhm? What's going on?!” Karl asked, who after drinking one of his potions, had begun to cast his healing spell towards Sander, whose body remained still.

Egill, who, making the most of his strength, had managed not to break the barrier, looked up at Dag.

”... Dag...” the Master Of Healing whispered, whose arms began to tremble.

Above their heads, the large cloud that covered the village began to rotate, until a kind of small vortex was created at their center.

The vortex widened more and more and became a real rift in the sky.

A few more seconds passed when everyone present began to hear loud noises of thunder.

The wolves, looking upwards, noticed that the dense gray cloud that surrounded the huge vortex in the sky was drenched in lightning bolts and sparks, which at a surprising speed traveled from side to side, covering enormous distances in a thousandths of a second.

Dag noticed that Magni's Hammer became much heavier and, holding it tight with both hands, tried to lift it up.

The more he lifted it, the more the weight of the hammer increased and the sky darkened, increasing the number of flashes inside it and the frequency of thunder, heralding an apocalyptic-sized thunderstorm.

”Haha... ahahah... hahahahahahaha!”

Leaving everyone else open-mouthed, Egill began to laugh tearfully, holding his hands pointed on his staff and the barrier firm in its position.

”Master Egill, what's going on?! A huge storm is about to hit us! What do we do?!” Freydis asked naively, unable to understand what was about to happen and fomenting the fear of the soldiers behind them, unaware of Dag's true powers.