Freida was making her way to the headquarters of Helheim, the Guildhall was located in a vast wasteland with jagged rocks that resembled teeth. The Guildhall itself resembled that of a grand castle.

"Home Sweet Home, as ground in life is always," she sighed. "But no matter how many times I see it it always make me shiver."


Meanwhile at Era, the Viking Council were in session and unsurprisingly the first thing on their topic was Dragon Tail.

"I'm sure you've heard, Dragon Tail won the Grand Magic Games," said Falcon the Furious.

"Tenacious fools," said Sigrid the Concerned.

"This proves they're Cove Team had way too much power to begin with," said Barlanz Durden

"They certainly know how to attract attention," said Carvel Summerbreeze.

"So much attention!" said Ake the Astute. "Their victory made them more and more admired then ever. I think we should consider banning the tournament."

Sigrid stared at him. "The most popular magic related event in the Septem kingdom and you think we should take away?"

Heyral the Wise then slammed his staff onto the ground gaining their attention. "Enough! Back to business, we are here to discuss Helheim and the growing threat they represent."

Immediately they all stopped talking and looked directly at the chairman.

"As I'm sure you're aware, seven Dark Guild we thought affiliated with Helheim, have been wiped out after over the past several days. We don't know why and who is responsible, but it is certainly an unwelcome favour… If a legitimate Guild is behind this, Helheim maybe already planning to strike back."

"Could it be… oh, what's their name?" said Maivhen Rumoban. "That small band of Dark Guild hunters?"

"Do you mean Crime Sorcière?" said Gungar the Gripper. "Perhaps, but this move seems to bold."

"I wouldn't put it past those contemptible Dragons to pull off something like this," said Sigrid.

"They have always favoured flexing their muscles, overusing their brains," Barlanz concluded.

Palan Winterbreathe rolled his eyes. "Should we adopt the policy of blaming Dragon Tail every time there's a crisis? That sounds lazy to me."

Barlanz narrowed his eyes. "Are you saying that they are above suspicion, Master Palan?"

"Not quite, I merely suggest we keep an open mind," Palan snapped. "What if Helheim itself is to blame. They could be taken over their branch Guilds for purpose we have yet to consider."

"And that would be?" Falcon asked sceptically.

"Not sure, but there are many plausible reasons. They could be reinforcing their own numbers, or purging all the low-level personnel."

The council members all looked at one another and then laughed, except for Heyral.

"So they're cannibalising their allies?" said Falcon shaking his head dismissively.

"Quite the bleary and strategy," Barlanz sneered.

"Helheim is more than ready for war," said Gungar dismissively. "They have no need for additional forces."

"Has old age finally caught up to you?" Carvel snickered.

Palan narrowed his eyes at all of them.

"Not so fast," said Heyral raising his hand. "I think that Master Palan's theory has merit."

Immediately the other Council members stared at him.

"Chairman?" said Carvel shocked.

"Whatever the truth, we have put off this problem for far too long," said Heyral strongly. "It is time we dealt with it. We do not know as much as I would like, but if we can crush Helheim the Balam Alliance will certainly disappear. I propose, we employ the full power of the council to remove this blight from the face of Septem."

The council members stared at him in shock and a small smile appeared on Palan's face.

Watching the proceedings were Alistair and Alron.

"It's about time they had a fire lit under their asses," said Alron.

"We might be one Etherion Blast away from lasting peace," Alistair smiled. "At this rate, Balam Alliance and the Guild will be gone for good."

Then suddenly shooting out of the doors was a messenger with a frantic look on his face.

"We have an emergency situation!" he cried.

Heyral immediately looked at him. "What's all the fuss about?"

"You fool, this better be important!" Gungar yelled.

"I'm terribly sorry, but there's an intruder—"

Then suddenly there was a bright light and that was followed by a large explosion that destroyed the entire building. It was so large that the people of Era could see the smoke coming from the top of the mountain where the Council Building stood.

Alron opened his eyes and felt a massive amount of pain all over his body and had the worst migraine he ever experienced.

"My head?" What just happened?" he groaned as he picked himself up.

He looked up and saw that the council building was completely destroyed and that there was rubble everywhere. He then immediately looked around for Alistair and found him laying down on the ground.

"Get up," he said making his way towards him. "This is serious, come on are not doing this solo." However Alistair did move a bunch. "Wake up, Alistair!" However he did not move and he immediately checked his pulse, but felt nothing. "My Tarbal, he's dead."

He then began looking around for the other Council members and found that they were scattering across the floor, all them dead as a door nail. The council building's roof had been completely blown off as well, Alron was amazed that even he was alive.

"No way," he gasped.

He then started to limp around looking for any survivors. "Hello, is anyone alive?"

He then tripped on some rubble and fell face first onto the floor.

"Alron," said a weak voice.

Alron looked up and was immensely relieved to see Palan staring right in front of him. He was badly wounded and half his body was covered in rubble, but other than that he was just fine.

"Master Palan! Alron yelled with relief.

"We're not out of danger," he wheezed.

Then suddenly something slammed his head into the ground. Alron's eyes widened as standing before him was a young man, with blonde hair. His feet resembled that of a dog and yet the teeth of one as well, also the look in his eye sent shivers down Alron's spine as he could see no mercy within them. He was penning Palan to the ground with hands as black as night and had a vicious smile on his face. However the most notable thing about him was the fact that he had a tail growing out of his rear.

"You can't be alive," he said. "Killing all of you was the point. Your powers played along, but I guess you need some convincing. Explosion!"

Alron eyes widened when he saw that Palan began to glow.

"Damn you!" Alron roared knowing what was about to happen next.

Palan turned his eyes upon Alron. "Alron, runaway!" he ordered.

"I can't do that!" Alron yelled.

"There's no reason for you to die with the rest of us," said Palan strongly.

"Hate to burst your bubble, but there's no running from my explosions," said the young man viciously and the light surrounding Palan grew even brighter.

Palan looked at Alron. "Leave! Do it now!"

Alron just couldn't, he couldn't allow the only surviving council member to die.

The young man then looked at him. "The name is Jackal, by the way. One of the Nine Demon Gates of Helheim! Tell that to your friends and Hell, they should know the name of the man who slaughtered them. Tell them that I enjoyed it!"

Palan looked at Alron one last time. "Live! Find what justice means to you and defended to the end! That's an order!"

Tears were now in Alron's eyes. "Master Palan!" he cried.

Then seconds there was another huge explosion and this time it completely destroyed what remained of the council building.


Unaware of these events in Dragon Tail, Astrid had just given Stoick the report on the mission that Wade had given them. To say that he was troubled would have been an understatement.

"Minerva has fallen pretty far hasn't she?" Stoick sighed.

"Yes," Astrid nodded.

"What about her father? He was Sabretooth's former master, as I recall?"

"He hasn't been seen or heard from since the tournament."

"No loss there," said Valka folding her arms. "Sting is a much better master than that egotistical buffoon ever was."

"It must be nice to have such a hot hunk for a guild master," Brila smiled.

"Ain't that the truth sister," Adelaide nodded in agreement.

Stoick stoke his beard. "I should probably make sure the council knows Sabretooth is under new management."

"I plan to contact Sting as well," Astrid added. "Once things slow down."


Heather sat next to Ragnar as he was curious about the last mission.

"So you're saying that there is an Ice Demon Slayer out there that throws an entire village?" she said stunned.

Ragnar nodded. "Whoever she was she was extremely powerful, if she was able to accomplish that."

Heather looked at him curiously. "You think that this Demon Slayer had something to do with Helheim?"

"I don't know, I just got this feeling in my gut that somehow she was involved for more visitors from Succubus Eye."


Meanwhile Hiccup and asked Fishlegs to do some research on Dragrach and joining him was Ruby, Eret, Merrill and the Exceeds.

"Dragrach," said Fishlegs as he looked for a book on demons. "I found something. It's about Dragrach, apparently he was a super demon, compared to Lullaby and Deliora, he's on a different level altogether."

"He really is the most powerful demon from the Book of Drago," Ruby frowned.

"So how do we beat it?" Merrill asked.

Skullcrusher looked up at Eret. "No clue, I'm not even sure if the Book of Drago really is."

"I forgot that you weren't born in our world," said Eret.

"What have you enlighten for us newbies?" Cloudjumper asked.

"During the Dragon War, Drago created several demons as his lieutenants and they are all pure evil," Stormfly explained. "After he lost the war, he then committed the spells for summing them into those books."

"So it stands to reason that if anyone got their hands on them, they would be able to summon a demon from its pages by just simply reading them," said Toothless.

Stormfly nodded. "Yes, and each demon has a book dedicated to it and embodies a certain sin."

"Then it's a very good chance that Helheim has at least one of them," Hiccup concluded. "And more likely it's to summon this Dragrach. Also there's the fact that Ingeel tried to take this demon down before so long ago."

"It is a bit concerning that they have a demon that powerful in their hands," said Merrill shivering slightly.

"Makes you wonder why they happen summoned it?" Ruby frowned.

Hiccup folded his arms. "Maybe they can't."

"What do you mean?" Ruby asked confused. "I thought all you have to do was read the spell out loud?"

"If it was that easy the world would have been covered in demons by now," said Hiccup shaking his head. "No, I think some sort of ritual has to take place and I'm willing to bet the one to summon Dragrach is extremely complicated. They might have been spending the past seven years justifying the components to use such a ritual."

Fishlegs scratched his chin. "It would explain how come they haven't made a move a move in the past seven years?"

"Part of me actually wants this demon to be resurrected, because it might finally lead me to Ingeel," said Hiccup.

"That's another good point," Merrill nodded. "It might also lead to Grandeeney."

"Who knows maybe Metalicana has something to do with this too," Eret added.

They were immediately brought out of their thoughts when Helga and Ingrid rushed through the newspaper in hand and terrified looks on their faces.

"Listen up everybody, we've got horrible news!" Helga yelled.


Back at Era, the people did not hesitate to send groups of people to the ruined council building in hopes of finding survivors. Sadly there were very few, and those that did survive were badly injured, they spend most of the time clearing rubble in order to find the bodies that littered the place.

Alron on the other hand managed to survive the destruction by the skin of his teeth, and the last possible second he was able to use his speed to get out of the proximity of the explosion. Once he recovered enough he began to descend deep into the prison cells of the council building, which remain completely untouched thanks its deeps.

He then stopped the cell door where sitting there was none other than Cobra and didn't look entirely surprised in seeing him.

"And here I was starting to get lonely," he smiled. "What a sweetheart?"

Alron narrowed his eyes. "I assume you heard what happened upstairs."

Cobra smiled. "You know very well that I can't use magic inside this cell. That said it was very hard not to notice the explosions."

"You're gonna tell me everything about Helheim," said Alron with a threatening look in his eye.

"Is that so?" said Cobra with a smile. "I do not talk for free, but you'll get what you want if you release the Seis."

"I do not have that kind of authority."

"Then I suggest you go and talk to someone who does," Cobra suggested.

Alron gritted his teeth. "The Council Members… they're all dead."

Cobra's eye widened upon hearing this. He then regained his composure and smiled. "Sounds like they got a pretty good."

Alron then immediately vanished and reappeared behind Cobra with a knife to his throat. "I lost a friend today! I'm not in the mood for games understand! I'll just give you one more chance, talk or die here!"

Cobra smirked. "Not until you release the other Oración Seis. Oh, and Dagur the Deranged as well, I really liked that guy." Cobra saw the look in his eye. "You're not the only one with friends."

Alron was beginning to lose his patience.

"Tell you what, I'll give you a little tip on the house," said Cobra.


Meanwhile at Helheim's headquarters Kyôka was walking down the cordon with several men by his side. She then found standing there against the wall was Freida.

"It's been a while, Freida," Kyôka noted.

"You're looking well, Kyôka," said Freida with an emotionless expression. "Though considering that you're Demon of Lust, I shouldn't be too surprised."

Kyôka and Freida then both entered into a dark chamber and standing in front of them was an altar.

"I'm surprised you came in human form," Kyôka noted.

"What I do with my own body should be none of your concern," said Freida dismissively.

Meeting them at the front of the entrance was a shabby looking creature with a single eye. He had a staff in his hand and his body was covered in crude armour.

"Is Jackal or Tempest here yet?" Kyôka asked the creature.

"They're too busy stirring up trouble for the Council," it said.

Kyôka smiled. "So the operation has already begun in earnest has it? Very well, let's show the humans the power of the netherworld and the hell of the Nine Demon Gates can unleash."


Back in Cobra cell, Cobra was telling Alron about the information he had on Helheim.

"No one in Helheim is remotely human, elf, dwarf or even orc… they are all demons from the Book of Drago," he said with a smile on his face.

Alron eyes widened in horror.

"Their master's name is Dragrach, the most powerful demon that's ever been."


Back at Helheim's headquarters seven of the Nine Demon Gates had gathered and they began to discuss their next plan.

"Sounds like Jackal went all out!" said the chubby creature licking his lips. "The poor falls didn't even know what hit them! How much with the Council members live worth! I'm drooling at thought of it!"

A large and stern looking demon looked down at him, his featured resembled that of a fish or more precisely a shark. "Enough, Franmalth," he said. "You demons of greed make me sick, the way you act makes us act like undignified animals."

The most inhuman demon of them all, who had four arms and had tentacles instead of legs looked outraged. "Demons have no business being dignified, Torafuzar! As a demon of Terror you should know that! Let me take the next shot at them, Kyôka! I've got a massive amount of rage and the only cure is to make corpses!"

A golden goat horned woman with a lazy look about her sighed. "Don't forget, all stories have in order to them, Ezel. This one has just begun, in fact one could say that merely the prologue."

Kyôka nodded. "Precisely. It's nice that a demon of Sloth is able to put things in perspective. Just calm down Ezel, do not give into your wraith demon ways, you will have a task all to yourself soon enough."

"Fine," said Ezal looking inpatient. "But don't make me wait much longer. Jackal and Tempest shouldn't get all the fun."

The final member was a mysterious man covered in a robe and holding a staff in his hand, which resembled that of skeletons. "Netherworld, we besieged there. Grant us your dark blessings so that we may serve you so says Keyes the demon of despair."

"And may our Lord Drago, be pleased," Kyôka added.

Freida merely said nothing and didn't look particularly pleased in the slightest.

All of them were standing in front of the altar.

"All that we do is for him," Kyôka continued. "Our creator." She then turned and looked at her compatriots. "Now then let's pay the mortals a visit."


Meanwhile at Johann's Fabulous Antiquites, the Thunder Legion were working hard as they had been hired by Johann. Johann was a bit upset after reading the terrible news in the newspaper.

"It is such a terrible tragedy," said Johann sadly.

"So hard to believe that it is true," Fenris agreed.

"I heard that all nine of the Council members were killed instantly," said Dogsbreath.

"That's not the half of it, there were 199 other casualties, a truly dark day," said Johann.

"Guess it's a good thing you quit the Council when you did."

Johann narrowed his eyes at him. "Shame on you, have some respect for the dead."

"We do," said Fenris. "We're just glad that you weren't there with them."

Johann sighed. "Oh well, I guess I should have known. Something was bound to happen in Era eventually."

"You think?" said Fenris rather surprised. "But why?"

"Because of what it represents," said Johann. "Era serves as headquarters for the Magic Council, making it into a symbol that holds all the legitimate Guilds and, by extension, the Vikings together. Being a councilmember means that you share part of that symbol and the responsibilities that come with it.

"I did everything I could to serve the people, but as you are aware the Council was far from perfect. It was no secret that it was plagued with administration problems, Jellal being one of the most prevalent. Between the occasional lapse in judgement and the sheer number of overbearing policies I never found a chance to really make my mark. When I finally quit the Council and opened up this store, I was actually relieved. It felt as if a great weight had been lifted from my shoulders."

"As it should," Fenris nodded.

"Indeed the weight had been lifted, but…"

"You still have some doubts, right?" Dogsbreath concluded. "I couldn't shake the feeling that we were headed towards calamity. Authority will always give rise to strong opposition, it's the way of the world and considering the Councils utterly uncompromising nature, it was only a matter of time before a bad decision ticked off the wrong kind of people. But this mess… I could never have predicted."

Fenris and Dogsbreath looked at one another and concluded with his hypothesis.

Then an angry Rubbella appeared over the counter.

"Okay! That's it!" she snapped. "I know that the place is empty, but that doesn't mean you don't have to work!"

"We were discussing about the Council," said Fenris.

Rubbella side. "I understand that it is a cause for concern, but ever since we won the Grand Magic Games, you have done nothing but complain about the heavy duty jobs we've had. That's why we're working in this dump!"

Johann narrowed his eyes. "You know you could at least pretend to care that I'm right in front of you."

"So sorry," said Rubbella apologetically.

Johann sighed. "So anyway why hasn't Alvin isn't back with the supplies yet? It has been hours."

"He doesn't have much of a sense of direction," Dogsbreath admitted.

Fenris chuckled. "He has the strength to defeat an army, but he falls at meaningful tasks."

Then suddenly they heard the door open.

"Speak of the devil," said Rubbella as she turned around.

However it was not Alvin who emerged from the doorway, but equally muscular man wearing a hood. His very presence and the chill down their spines and then he stops just in front of them.

"Whoosh," he said.

Seconds later a massive cyclone emerged that ripped the store apart and Johann and the Thunder Legion were blown backwards.

"Blurr," he said.

Suddenly his entire body was covered in a cyclone and immediately propelled himself towards Johann.

"What is this guy!" Johann yelled.

"Johann no!" Rubbella cried.

Fenris and Dogsbreath immediately put themselves in front of Johann, but then mysterious at the something merely pushed them aside.

"Kaaboom," he said slamming his fist into the ground.

Fenris and Dogsbreath but then immediately knocked aside. Johann then immediately vanished in order to get away.

"Whoosh," he said.

Suddenly in a fiery inferno erupted around him and Johann was caught in the blast.

"Mr Johann!" Fenris cried.

"Fairy Machine-Gun: Leprechaun!" Rubbella yelled firing dance of light at the adversarial.

The mysterious attacker just turned his face towards her. "You're helpless."

Then suddenly another cyclone erupted and was so large that it was seen by the entire city. When it was over Rubbella was on the ground badly wounded.

"Rubbella," Fenris groaned.

"He creamed us," said Dogsbreath weakly.

Johann was badly injured and was now facing their mysterious attacker.

"How in the name of Thor are you!" Johann demanded.

"I have no name," said their attacker. "Though mortals have a word from the, they call me disaster. A force of nature."

"What's with his magic?" said Dogsbreath trying to get up. "I can't move."

"And he's barely even touched us," Fenris winced.

Their attacker then started to approach Johann. "The netherworld gate has opened," he said and immediately grabbed Johann by the throat and lifted him into the air. "You mortals will be judged!"

A small tornado then appeared in front of him as he began to suck the air right out of Johann.

Rubbella could barely move and can only watch in horror. "The netherworld gate?"

"He's from Helheim, no doubt about it," said Dogsbreath.

Fenris eyes widened in shock. "So that means, it wasn't just the nine… they're going after former member of the council as well. But why? What could Helheim be after?"

"Say your prayers," said their attacker.

"Let him go!" Dogsbreath cried.

"Too late."

The tornado on his hand and immediately expanded consuming Johann.

"Johann!" Rubbella cried.

Then suddenly from out of nowhere lightning struck the attackers hand freeing Johann. Everyone realised where that lightning came from and smiles appeared on their faces, because Alvin had returned with the supplies. Alvin stretched his hand out once again and another bolt of lightning struck the attacker, directly this time.

The attacker didn't seem phased by the attack, but regardless he turned to faces new adversarial.

"Those are my followers you're messing with, along with an old friend," Alvin glared. He then raised his fist as electricity flow through it. "If you believe you are getting away with it, you're in for a real shock!"