Hammer of the Gods Page #2

Before they return.

Ah, I've heard enough.

Ulfrich.

Ulfrich!

What's the matter with

you? Where are you going?

We shouldn't be sittin' here

listenin' to such absurd tales--

creatures from other realms? Demons?

Aegir is still out

there. He may yet live.

Thor saw one of these

things with his own eyes.

You yourself saw the damage

inflicted on that skull.

Oversized wolves. Nothing more.

A meal that will finally fight back.

Well, I say bring them on.

Until we know what we're

up against, we would do well

to heed that woman's warning.

What's more, these

people are our cousins.

These people are not our cousins.

Hiding? eating grubs?

They are weak and pathetic

and of no consequence--

whether you like it or not,

they are north men just the same.

Waste your time with 'em if you like.

I'm goin' after Aegir.

Hermoid, Heimdall, with me!

You forget your place, Ulfrich.

Forgive me...

Brother.

You ask for that which is not needed.

You're right.

Borr, Bragi. The rest

of us will continue on.

You and your brothers will

stay here and guard the village.

With our lives, Baldur.

We should hope it won't come to that.

Thor.

What ails you?

...felt like fire was

coursing through my veins.

I can't explain it.

It was as if I was dreaming,

yet I did not sleep.

What did you see?

A great warrior!

A poisoned sky, a sea

serpent of unimaginable size.

This warrior, did he

wield a strange weapon?

A hammer.

Yet it was a hammer I'd never

laid my eyes upon before.

How do you know of this?

I believe you saw ...

the hammer of the gods.

Of course.

The warrior, he bore a serpent shield.

believe it was you, brother.

Oh, yeah, clearly,

as Baldur alone wears the serpent.

Now, are we here to find our kinsmen,

or sit here debating the

meaning of Thor's dreams?

You all right?

You're wearing a hole in the earth.

Apologies if my duties

are arousing your slumber.

Be still, if you're so sorry.

Did you hear that?

There it is again.

Bragi, did

you see any--

by the giants. Must you do that?

I'll happily return to

my post if you'll shut--

where'd the others go?

Njord!

Tonight ...

we drink at Odins side, Borr!

Let's not keep him waiting!

Baldur!

What?

Borr, Bragi!

Do you really think?

Everyone back to the village. now!

Hel!

Garmur!

Garmur!

We're too late. They've been taken.

Four men, dragged away by wolves?

I told you. These are not

wolves as you and I have known.

Hel, Garmur, show

yourselves if you still live!

I'm so sorry.

There was nothing we could do.

Everyone inside!

Everyone.

Clearly, these are not simple wolves.

This is an enemy unlike

any we've ever known,

and a situation none of

us could have foreseen,

not even you, Freyja.

Or you, Thor.

We're only here 'cause of my

damn notions of glory and destiny.

Sentiment is noble, youngest,

but the burden lies

solely on my shoulders.

I brought us here, not you.

That's all fine and good, Baldur,

but what are we gonna do now?

I've already told you.

We need to leave.

No. We should fight these

things with our full force,

before they thin our ranks any further.

If you listened to me before, Borr

and his brothers would still live.

Mind your words, Ulfrich.

Baldur might tolerate your insolence,

but I have neither his

patience nor his virtue.

We have underestimated

these wolves once.

Not again.

We're going back to the ship.

We're to leave, then?

No.

We're not going anywhere

until we find the others.

We'll collect those at the

beach, and once we're 14 strong,

we'll come back, find our kinsmen,

and kill anything that gets in our way.

And what of these people?

They survived without us for months.

Let them survive another few days.

Thor!

Give him room, woman.

What is it now, brother?

I'm beginning to think you

have no threshold for pain.

Another vision?

Worse this time.

Much stronger.

Baldur slaying another monster?

Not exactly!

He was standing there

at the mountain's peak.

He held the hammer to the heavens

and called down the lightning itself.

I felt the lightning.

And it burned through

me like Sol's flame.

Thor.

I believe these visions are

leading you to the hammer.

It's up there somewhere

on that very mountain.

The visions may be mine,

but the hammer's for Baldur

alone there...

to find.

We'll come back for you.

Not till we've vanquished

all these creatures.

And find my hammer.

Your hammer?

Let's make haste,

you flat-footed mares!

They've been gone for hours.

Safe to say they've either

ventured inland for the night

or they're dead.

Either way we'll be

needing the tent, then.

Freyja, you and Geirrod see to it.

Tyr, you and I will go

find something worth eating.

I'm sure we can find something

without having to wander too far.

- What is it?

- Thor!

A man!

Long dead.

Imagine being so frightened

as to choose dishonorable death

rather than face what lay beneath.

I damn nearly can.

I pray none of us

face such a dim choice.

These visions of yours,

I don't believe they're of Baldur.

Baldur is the greatest

warrior I've ever known.

How could you of all

people question this?

Because...

I have foreseen his destiny.

And?

It lies along another path.

Well...

you're wrong.

You'll see.

Now, forget this nonsense and move.

Is it wise venturing

back into these woods

after what happened to Thor and Aegir?

A man's got to eat.

I'm not going hungry on

account of a few wolves.

If anything, I'll feast on them.

Tyr?

Get up, you lazy bag of bones.

Odin's fury.

Come on, you. Time to

meet the end of my blade.

Thokk's tears.

I knew Hodur and Tyr wouldn't

let that spit go to waste.

Go give them a hand with the kill.

And hurry up already.

Hodur!

I'm ravenous.

Geirrod?

Not good.

No!

I can't believe it!

Believe It.

We're pretty well wracked now.

How? How?

How do wolves take

entire ships, I ask you?

Thor, did you happen to

see a vision about that?

Don't take your fury out on Thor.

This isn't his doing.

You told me earlier if I wanted to lead,

I needed to set aside my

selfishness and think of others.

Let me do that now, Baldur.

It is clear to me now that we

are not alone on this island,

and I'm not speaking of

demon wolves or puny villages.

There's something going on here.

Agreed.

If we find our friends, I

believe we'll find our ship.

That's the first sensible

thing you've said this day.

It'll be dark soon.

Let's gather our supplies,

make our way back to the village.

We camp there tonight.

We take back what's ours tomorrow.

Here we are.

I don't understand.

Where'd they go?

Did they flee? Or attempt to catch us?

Perhaps they were

attacked and finally taken.

They survive on their own for months,

only to succumb the day we arrive?

Exactly.

Something's not right.

If they were taken, why no blood?

We believe there to be

something else to this.

I think we're getting

closer to the truth.

But what truth?

I still don't understand.

Nor do I.

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