Hammer of the Gods Page #3

Only somehow these people play a part.

In the meantime, the sun is nearly set.

We'll prepare to stay the night here.

I despise the notion of hiding.

There's no honor in it.

We risk drawing the

ire of the Valkyries.

He's right.

I'd rather go down fighting.

Aye. Or we'll never see Valhalla.

How well do you see

in the dark, Hermiod?

Or you, Heimdall? As well as a wolf?

They've been preying on the fact

that they can thin our numbers

and catch us off guard.

Well, no longer!

We will hold this position tonight,

but make no mistake.

We won't be hiding.

If they're fool enough

to try and overtake us,

they'll fail.

And then tomorrow?

We will bring the fight to them!

For odin!

- For odin!

- For odin!

To honor the soon dead.

They dragged away their dead.

Not all!

But will they dare return?

They're fare no better.

We'll crush them into the ground!

You fought well today, brother.

It's a shame you didn't die.

Not before my proper time.

Skirnir did die well.

We'll need a vessel for the ash.

Baldur, you must see this at once.

What in Odins name?

I was hoping you could give

me some insight into that.

Creatures that revert back to men,

such sorcery should not be possible.

You never believed the villagers,

surely you believe your own eyes.

Thor cut down no man today, only beast.

And yet here a man's head rests.

Those damn villagers may be right,

but they don't know half

of the horrible truth.

The creatures walked

amongst them as well.

But I recognize this man.

He was here in this very hall.

He's right. I'd never

forget this man's face,

but I'd sure like to try.

Must this be in here?

Hermiod, do something with this.

What exactly?

Anything. Just get it out of here.

I believe it's far worse

than you imagine, Thor.

The urn, what was so special about it?

It bore an encryption on the inside.

And what did it say?

Before you broke it.

Beware the sons of Loki.

- The God.

- The trickster.

- The same.

- What do you think it means?

Loki had

two sons--

Jormungand, the Midgard

serpent, and Fenris, the wolf.

Jormungand,

that's what I saw in my vision.

That's the snake that Baldur's

gonna slay with the hammer.

One thing at a time, youngest.

I'm more concerned with this wolf.

It said the blood of Fenris

will grant everlasting life

and the ability to

shape-shift like Loki.

Wait, you're saying the

villagers were the wolf creatures?

They were one and the same all along?

And just a fraction of

them, from what we've seen.

None of this seems real.

Shall I fetch back the head?

You sought out the gods, Freyja.

Appears we've found them.

So what now?

Tomorrow we find out if

all your visions are true,

or just the ones that

get us into trouble.

He waits to see you.

The invaders still persist.

They have proven most

determined and most formidable.

There is one among

them, a young warrior,

he fights like no man I've ever seen.

They now quest for the hammer.

Forgive me.

I have failed you.

So, the warrior has returned.

Bring him to me. Kill the others.

Do not fail me again.

Tell me, Northman,

why is the one known as Ulfrich

in disfavor with the others

if he is eldest?

Why does this Baldur lead in his place?

Skoll.

Should I call on Hati as well?

You've got a warrior's spirit.

You deserve to die holding your sword.

If you only had arms.

How talkative are you feeling?

More than your friend, I hope.

His mother.

Yes?

A thrall from the south.

A slave girl.

A bastard son.

Intriguing.

Thank You.

What you lookin' for?

Grubs? Worms?

No, I'm retracing my steps,

learning from my mistakes.

There.

I favored my spear side

too heavily during a lunge.

I'm no good with spears.

I prefer shorter weapons, I believe.

You really just lookin' at dirt?

What else weighs on

that mind of yours, Thor?

It's just dirt, Sif.

It's dirt.

Thor!

I warned you

for the last time.

You're stirring yourself over nothing.

Stolen glances.

Hidden touches.

I've seen my fair share of nothin'

from you, Sif,

and you, brother.

Have you nothin' to say for yourself?

At least have the self

respect to deny it, woman.

Then you leave me no choice.

I challenge you, Thor.

Here?

Now you can't be serious.

I'd raise your sword, brother.

I believe he is.

Are you just gonna stand

back and do nothin'?

Deferring to one's younger

brother is humiliation enough.

don't expect you to

understand such things.

I'm not gonna lose my woman as well.

Don't do this, Ulfrich.

The days of you tellin'

me what to do are over.

Prepare yourself.

Do you really believe this is what we

should be concerning ourselves with?

Enough!

How dare you?

You dishonor the codes.

You speak of honor and codes when you

challenge your own brother?

You know nothing of these.

Oh I see. I am your brother

when the purpose suits you.

We don't have time for

petty squabbles!

These demons could return

at any moment.

Ulfrich!

I hope you grow old...

and rot together.

Please, Ulfrich, you can't leave.

No, Baldur, that's one thing I can do.

Ulfrich!

Sif, give him time.

He'll be back.

But what of the wolves?

He's not safe.

He's made his decision,

as we all must.

We'll give him an hour to return.

If he's not back by then,

we move out.

We can't afford to lose a man

of Ulfrich's skill.

That's not what concerns me.

What concerns me is if that skill

were turned against us now.

Stay back.

I mean you no harm.

We gave you a chance to leave.

Two, actually.

You lied to us, demon.

I may have left out some details,

but what I told you was true enough.

Northmen came to this

isle seeking the gods.

Well, they've found them.

I see now destiny has brought you

here for a reason, Lord Ulfrich.

Stop speakin' in riddles.

Why did you want us to leave,

and what is this destiny

of which you speak?

You'll have all the answers in due time.

All you need to know now

is I can offer you the

things you've always wanted

and always been denied.

Go on.

Come with me and drink from his blood,

and you'll not only have

power and immortality,

but a woman who treats you the

way you deserve to be treated,

like a king.

Whose blood?

Fenris?

And what would you require in return?

Nothing you wouldn't give.

Willingly.

No point in wallowing.

We're all to blame.

He'll come around.

Or he won't.

Comforting.

Would you prefer I'd

let them kill each other?

'Course not.

Well, take comfort in that.

It's all I've got.

Unless you wanna spend

another night here,

I suggest we get moving.

Thor, any new visions

we should know about?

All I know is we need to go there.

Then there we'll go,

and if the god's will it, we'll

cross paths with Ulfrich again.

What is it, Thor?

I'm uncertain,

'cause there's something ...

familiar about this place.

- We were here just yesterday.

- No, no, it's not that.

I can't quite explain it.

How far do you think it?

Nearly a day's journey to

the base of the mountain.

I don't know how I know that,

but I do.

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