Hammer of the Gods Page #2

There is something on this island,

and it doesn't much like men.

- What is it, Freyja?

- Do you sense something?

Only suffering and death.

This place has known both.

Well, you don't need the

sight to figure that one out.

Wait, there's something in there.

- Stand back.

- Ulfrich, wait!

By the skalds.

I've no words for that stench.

It's all right.

- It's all right.

- No, it's not. It's not all right.

- You must leave at once.

- We're not here to hurt you.

But the others are.

Forgive our manners.

It's been months since

we've had real food.

My name is Hel.

This is Garmur.

How is it you've survived if

you haven't left this hall?

Grubs, worms-- whatever

the dirt provides.

The better question is how

did you know of this island?

- What brought you here?

- Thor.

- And where from? Where do you hail?

- Thor!

Please continue.

We came from Faroer.

Explorers you could say,

though misguided to be sure.

We were seduced by the

stories of gods and giants.

So we sought the isle of the immortals.

In the end, I suspect we

made the same mistake you did.

What mistake?

Coming here.

So you were attacked by

these same wolves as well?

Shortly after we first arrived.

We would have left, but we'd

already stripped our boat for wood.

It wasn't long after we were forced to

reinforce the walls with

whatever we could find.

And then?

And then we prayed they wouldn't get in.

Those are not creatures of this realm.

Not one night passes without the

howl of those demons at our door.

Please,

I beg of you, leave this

place while you still can.

Take us with you.

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.

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