596 DXCVI. Fight For Yourself! (2/2)

”Yet, there he is, trapped in the same dark matter that he too can generate! A few minutes ago he managed to disintegrate a huge sphere of energy, why doesn't he even do it now?! Why can't he break free despite activating all his strongest skills?!” Freydis asked yelling, knowing that her question, while trivial, made sense.

”I don't know why... but that dark matter is not the same as his, it is stronger... much stronger... those beings are really more powerful than any warrior, every man. However, Dag is still holding the Giantbane, which has so far failed to hit the Xis. A little while ago, his head dangled for a few moments and then immediately got up... something that we can't see is happening inside him, I can feel it. Managing his power doesn't have to be easy... we often forget about it, but... he's just an 18-year-old boy” Kranus replied, and while he continued his speech, his words became less and less encouraging.

”Who said that the prophecy illustrated in your stupid book is true?! How can you be so sure! I was there when the Giantbane was forged by God Weland, I was right there, I witnessed the whole process! How can you... mmhh!”

As he spoke gripped by uncontrolled rage, Reidar was silenced by Bloodfang, who forcefully closed his mouth with one hand, strongly grabbing him from behind and preventing him from speaking.

”Don't say another word, boy. Do you want the Frostsinner to hear this too?!” the Packmaster exclaimed wisely, making the archer reflect on the fact that, shortly before, the Xis had managed to perceive his voice many meters away and that he could do it again, obtaining key information for his victory.

Reidar calmed down and grabbed Thyrius' wrist, which removed it from his face, allowing him to breathe again.

Anxiety and nervousness again imprisoned Reidar in a loud weeping, filled with anger and disbelief.

The archer turned his gaze back to Dag, who without hair and without a beard was almost unrecognizable and his crying gradually diminished, as the first happy memories with his Captain came to his mind: for him, Dag was not only a warrior and a friend. From the first moment they met, at the Temple Of Orn, the headquarters of their Clan, his life changed forever.

All the adventures spent together, all the enemies faced and defeated together, all the fears overcome together.

These were the values that forged the personality of the new Reidar, who from being just one of Master Egill's best pupils, had become a skilled and experienced archer, even surpassing the precision and archery skills of his father, who was in the service of King Einar himself.