Chapter 42: You kill a son of Yggdrasil and think there will be no repercussions?
BaiShe turned abruptly. The man standing behind him was a mountain of muscle and fury. His hair, black and thick like a wolf’s mane, fell untidily over his shoulders, adding to his wild and untamed appearance. His eyes, a piercing and bright green, seemed to pierce the soul of anyone who dared look at him, delving deep into their thoughts and fears.
His build was imposing, muscular and massive, towering nearly three meters tall. His features were angular, and his jaw pronounced. His hands, abnormally large, ended in sharp claws, tinged with blood red.
He advanced, weighing each step, and shoved BaiShe without mercy, sending him flying into the sky like a feather caught by the wind. The force of the impact left him momentarily disoriented.
"You kill a son of Yggdrasil and think there will be no repercussions?" The voice rumbled, saturated with anger and indignation. BaiShe felt the raw power emanating from this being, a power that far surpassed his own.
On his forehead, a rune in the shape of an inverted cross was engraved. BaiShe recognized it instantly; it was the same one inscribed on his chest.
’What does this mean?’
Shaking his head to clear the confusion, BaiShe retorted, his voice trembling: "Who are you? How can you enter my inner world?" He didn’t understand how this man had breached the barriers of his mind, a sanctuary that was supposed to be inviolable without his consent.
The imposing man looked at him with icy disdain. "If you want to kill them, divert them from their destiny." His words were enigmatic.
His broad, powerful back bore the Thurisaz rune (ᚦ). Around his neck and wrists were broken chains.