Frigga headed back to the hall that Sigyn was at. She entered to see nothing. A guard was walking by but she stopped.
"Where did they take her?" She asked.
"Whom do you speak of milady?" The guard asked.
"Lady Sigyn, the statue? Where did they put her?" Frigga wanted to know, and she wanted to know now.
"She is in the relic room as Allfather has commanded," the guard responded.
Frigga turned around and headed to the room, when she stopped to see Iwaldi and Freya heading out from the throne room where Loki was sentenced. She was about to go to them when Odin came out as well.
"What has happened?" Frigga asked her husband.
"Iwaldi and Freya will be kept here under watch," Odin kept his calm voice. "They have placed Sigyn under an enchantment."
"That's why she was turned to stone," Frigga looked away. "Loki knew, he was right." She gazed upon Odin and started to walk away.
"Where are you going?" Odin hoped that she was not going to see Loki.
"To your room of treasures," Frigga smiled. "You are not going to keep her like that are you?" She looked into his eye. "You're sending her away."
Odin came beside her. "Jotunheim has been wanting her, so they shall receive. I will let you speak with her before I send her away as I did with Loki." Odin tapped the spear upon the floor. "I must awaken her first. Come," he beckoned her to walk him.
Sigyn was behind the caged area where the Destroyer was kept. She awoke with a startle. Sigyn looked around her surroundings. She did not look behind her though.
Locked away from one another, Sigyn grabbed upon the bars and rested herself. She casted her eyes downwards. She eyed her dress and let her thoughts run. Her back arched up when a thought struck her. This dress will be ruined and will be never taken off with the help of him. She started to undo herself. It took a few minutes but she got herself down to a golden shift. Sigyn folded the dress and placed it in a corner along with her jewels and shoes. Next was her crown and she started letting her hair down.
Odin tapped the spear again to the floor and awakened the Destroyer. Sigyn heard the clinks of metal behind her. She tried to hide away from him but it was no use. Her back was up against the bars. The Destroyer's eyes opened up, orange flames started to rise. Sigyn turned around trying to see if anyone was out there.
She called for help, but no one answered. Sigyn looked back just in time to see the beam aim straight to her. She clung to bars and screamed as the blast hit into her. The flames stuck onto her as the blast kept going. Her scream became louder. The blast gave her the most pain, but the heat from the flame did not help. Her slip burned away.
The blast intensified as the metal in her hair started to heat up and crack.
The guards put Loki in the first cell on the left side of the dungeon. The cells were all empty. Just golden squares waiting for new comers just like him.
They took away his chains. He never heard her scream. A scream that came from down below. Deep down sunken away from all the rest. The only thing down there was the vault. The vault of all of Odin's treasures was close but there was only one way in. A scream down there is only seen and heard by Odin.
The last piece of Sigyn's enchantment broke and fell away from her. The strength Sigyn had fell away as she did from the wall. Her mind put her into a slumber, trying to heal itself from the recent enchantment.
Odin tapped the spear onto the floor to let the Destroyer back into slumber. Before the Destroyer stepped back into the mist, he picked up Sigyn. The Destroyer was only made to protect, destroy, and kill on command. It was mindless, but yet it knows his maker. He kept her close to him. Her arm was draped over his, as her legs were as well. Her face was pointed up and her long red hair draped down.
Odin allowed Frigga to go meet with her. He even assigned a guard to follow her with clothes.
Frigga took the clothes away and commanded the guard to leave them. The bars dissipated as she got closer. She looked around to see a body but only saw her wedding dress and jewelry neatly folded by the wall. She called her name once as she went deeper into the mist. The Destroyer became into view. A red lock of hair showed where Sigyn was at. Frigga ran to her as the Destroyer set her down. She cupped her face and brushed the locks out of the way.
Sigyn started to become coherent when Frigga started to dress her. Frigga gasped in relief.
Frigga placed both hands on the side of her face and shook her. "Sigyn, focus," her voice was soothing. "Focus on me. You must listen and do as I say." Sigyn's eyes fluttered open. She focused up Frigga the best she could. Being put under the enchantment was nothing compared to being brought out of it. The spell had taken quite a lot of energy out from her.
"Focus on my thoughts, my memories, take them all," Frigga commanded her. "We won't have much time. Do it!"
Sigyn closed her eyes, took in a few breaths and started to focus all of her energy on viewing all of the memories Frigga had starting from commanding her into doing this task.
Frigga finished putting the rest of her garments upon her. Sigyn would gasp out in pain trying to keep her focus. She even put her hand upon Frigga's forehead to keep herself steady. "Don't view them just yet." Frigga soothed. "Just focus. Focus."
The pain became worse as Sigyn kept her focus. The pain felt like a triathlete who had burnt themselves out. That all her muscles flared in flaming agony. Her mind hurt the most, but she had to go on.
Sigyn had gotten up to the point where Odin was courting Frigga. She was about to go more when Odin ceased them causing her to lose focus by his abrupt voice.
Sigyn's hand fell. "My Queen I am sorry, I did not get all of you memories. I lost focus when Odin was courting you."
Frigga's eyes shimmered with joy and morose. "No. You got what was needed." She hugged her.
"Wh-why do I need these memories?" Sigyn started to fall back into slumber.
"I am afraid that you will never see one another again," Frigga let go as she spoke in a hurried fashion. She looked over her shoulder to see Odin stepping slowly down the stairs towards them. "These memories will help you." Frigga paused. "I will not see you either again."
Sigyn's eyes pushed open. "No!" She bade her body to push through burning sensation and standup. Frigga helped her.
"I see she is strong enough to stand," Odin reached them just in time.
"You are not putting her back under," Frigga shot him a warning.
"No," Odin had the same calmness as he had with Loki.
"What is going on?" Sigyn tried to hold herself up. "How am I even here?"
"What do you remember?" Odin studied her.
Sigyn yelled in pain as she tried to use her mind. She was too worn out. Her energy on gaining the memories from Frigga have depleted the extra energy that was not taken away from the enchantment.
"We are sending you away," Odin explained. "To Jotunheim."
Frigga was about to comfort her when Odin asked her to leave. She was about to but before she left she took Sigyn's wedding garments. Frigga left the enchanted jewelry there.
"Jotunheim," Sigyn repeated. She kept walking forward. She rested on the stone that held the Casket of Winter. Odin came around to her. She placed her hand upon it. Letting it turn her blue and red eyed. After she was fully Jotun, Odin placed a set of cuffs upon her that were like Loki's. He had one placed around her neck, ankles and hips. Only this time instead of two chains linking off there were four. He wanted to be the one to lock up his relic before he sent it away. His fingertips and patches of his palms were burnt.
Sigyn let go of the casket to look down at the chains put upon her. "What have I done to deserve this?" She looked at him in confusion. "I will go freely."
He put on the last ensemble. It was a heavy cloak that had four slits for the chains. He put the hood on her and clasped it together. He stepped away from her and tapped his gavel.
"For mercy's sake, I have the right to know what I have done!" Sigyn bellowed as she looked down at herself. "If I have done wrong, I must know. You cannot keep me in the dark." Sigyn tried to use her mind to figure out what he was thinking. She only screamed out in pain.
"The wear will come off in a few days," Odin watched her. Guards passed by him and formed around her. They took up the chains. One of the guards handed him one the many enchanted collars. Odin placed it upon her neck. The collar formed a golden cage around her mouth. It took away her speech. Odin smirked. "You will keep the alliance between Asgard and Jotunheim together. War has begun in the nine realms. Soon it will be eight."
Sigyn bowed her head, she could not look at him anymore.
"Take her away," Odin commanded. The four guards pulled upon the chains and headed out. Odin followed them out. He put away his enchanted jewelry and found a box for Iwaldi's. He kept them both there.
The guards headed out to the Bifrost through one of the many passages. One extra guard joined them before they stepped upon the colorful bridge.
The guards nodded to one another. "She is to be given to Grundroth, as commanded." He paused to look at the cloaked figure. "Unchained and collared free." His voice hinted at disgust. "Let's get moving." He walked first and the rest followed.
They reached Heimdall in an efficient time. They stopped around the stairs by him. Heimdall opened up a portal to let the Warriors Three come back. Fandral came over to the guards.
"What do we have here?" Fandral looked between them and Heimdall.
Heimdall ignored them. He turned his sword to switch portals open and close.
Fandral looked to the guard in front. "Theoric," he stepped closer to him. "Have you heard any news about her?" Fandral looked to the rest. "Was she there?"
The vacant look in their eyes told him his answer.
"Jotunheim awaits," Heimdall stopped the chatter.
"We will talk more once we are back," Theoric looked Fandral before stepping into the portal first.
Jotunheim had gotten colder from the last time she had visited. It was the season of more snow and ice. The five guards walked the tough terrain.
"Here in Jotunheim, with this filth," Theoric spoke. He looked back to make sure the rest of the guards were still there. A powerful wind gusted them. All of them stopped and braced themselves. Sigyn's hood almost came off.
After the gust was done, Theoric checked upon the prisoner. He looked at all of the shackles, before he put the hood back upon her. Sigyn stared into his eyes. This spooked him and he pulled the hood down further over her head.
"Monster," he mumbled under his breath. He turned around and the group followed him again.
They arrived to the meeting spot, a dark opening into the ice fortress. They waited as they were commanded.
A Jotun guard came out of the shadows. He looked at them and kneeled. Grundroth came out next.
Theoric stood up straight and started to speak.
"On behalf of King Odin, Guardian of the Nine Realms, King and Allfather of Asgard." Grundroth started to laugh. Theoric hesitated but then kept going. "Has a gift for King Grundroth of Jotunheim. Who shall only receive if the alliance between Asgard and Jotunheim is kept intact and shall not waver with any coming onslaught?"
Grundroth smiled and stepped forward. "I want to see what I shall receive before I answer. If it's really her."
Theoric went around a guard and pulled the hood off of her. He watch Grundroth's face. Grundroth smiled at this triumph, but the collar around her mouth was striking.
"The alliance will stay intact," Grundroth promised. "Now give me what is mine." His hand outreached for her.
Theoric took off cloak to reveal all of the shackles. This made Grundroth angry. More Jotun's appeared out from the rocks.
This made the rest of the guards nervous, but Theoric paid them no mind. He just wanted to be done with this mission, so he could go back to finding out what happened to his betrothed. Odin had assured him that her marriage with Loki was annulled. That they were separated for all time.
Theoric mumbled under his breath but Sigyn heard it all. "A monster for an alliance. Hmph." Sigyn placed a finger upon his lips, making him shush in an instant. He screamed in pain as the guards pulled her away from him. She stood tall and fierce. The Jotuns were itching to take the guards out.
Grundroth chuckled. "A lesson to be learned, you do not antagonize the Twin Flame, even when she's shackled." The looks upon their faces showed Grundroth that Odin did not inform them. "Remove the rest of her chains at once!"
Theoric and the guards took off the chains in a hurry, keeping an eye on her and the Jotuns as much as they can. Last to go was the collar.
The guards stepped away from her, Sigyn walked forward the best she could without trying to stumble. The chains helped her stay in her Jotun form but she was weakening fast. A Jotun ran forward and snatched her up before she tripped and fell. He stepped back into the group. The guards watched him disappear into the large group.
Grundroth put one foot forward. "Leave. Now!"
The guards turned around pulling Theoric along. They hurried to get out of there while they were able to. Grundroth receded back into the group and headed back to his fortress of ice and stone.
They laid her upon the stone floor in front of the throne. Grundroth sat down upon it. He beckoned his trusted advisors to come exam her. Especially the healers.
"What is wrong with her?" Grundroth demanded.
One of the healers looked away from her to him. "She is weak, your majesty. She has undergone something vastly terrible to make her fight to stay conscious."
Grundroth thought it over. "Take her away to be healed. Let the women cleanse her from this Asgardian filth." He looked down to the clothes she was wearing.
The Frost Giantesses came in with golden green armor and their hairless qualities. They were just as dangerous as the Frost Giants themselves. Though the women did not fight in the battles and wars, they stood behind to protect their homes. They were the last defense.
"Keep her in one of the royal chambers," Grundroth commanded as one of the women picked her up. They nodded as they walked away in a protective formation around her.
Sigyn drifted awake as they headed down halls of ice and stone. She peered around to see what was happening.
"Rest, you are safe," the giantess who held her spoke. "We are giantess of royalty and will do all that we can to save you." Sigyn believed them and went into a deep slumber.
The giantesses passed many male guards but finally came upon their own guarding a corridor. This was the side for giantesses only. They headed to the healing room that had its own bath. Sigyn was stripped of her clothing and all of her belongings were put into a pile. Two giantesses stepped into the bath and had Sigyn handed to them. They dipped her into the cold water. She awoke by coughing up water.
They cleansed her and garbed her in fabrics of greys and gold greenish armor. Her hair was in an assortment of braids and knots. Some of the giantesses that had helped were young and almost the same height if not taller. They enjoyed messing with her hair since they had no hair of their own.
All of them had learned how to heal. They looked over Sigyn and deduced that she will getter better over time. If she is allowed adequate rest, she can become strong once again.
Though while they were helping her become herself once again, Grundroth and his advisors had another plan. They knew she had been controlled by Malekith, what is not to say they could do the same thing.
Grundroth had his smiths started working on something that could control her and give him the ability to use her powers.
The giantesses took her to a chamber that was once for a royal but the royal had died. They placed her upon the bed. She was the first to ever sleep in there. They kept her belongings in the healing room. They did not trust Grundroth with them.
They woke her up in intervals to feed her and help quench the thirst she might have.
She gulped down the water and ate the most she could.
"Awaken milady," one of the younger giantesses urged. She shook her until her eyes started to bat open.
"What is wrong?" Sigyn mumbled as she started to wake. "What must I do now?"
"This is yours, is it not?" She placed a ring into the palm of her hand and clasped it. "It was in your clothes, hidden in a pocket."
Sigyn turned on her side to view the trinket better. The ring shined in her hand. She tried to remember the familiarity it was from but only got glimpses before she gritted a scream.
The giantess turned her back over. "You still need to heal. Milday, you have undergone some sort of sorcery that has weakened you immensely." She looked around before she closed in on Sigyn. "Only a few of us know about this ring. The rest of your clothing has been burned. Our liege does not want any of Asgardian filth to be in Jotunheim. Hide it well." She leaned back. "I will come check on you again."
Sigyn looked at the ring once the giantess left. Green emeralds shimmered upon a golden band. She put it upon her left ring finger. A tear formed in her left eye. She wiped it away.
I must still feel the pain from the sorcery that I was under. She tried to smile. Sigyn slipped off the ring and hid it in a pocket in her clothes.
The next time she was awaken was not from the giantess but from Grundroth and his guards. One guard grabbed her so she would not move. Another lifted her head up in place.
Sigyn started to squirm and try to release herself, when another guard held her legs down.
"Let go of me!" She tried to break the hands free that were around her.
"Do it now, before she draws on more strength," Grundroth commanded.
His smith wrapped a thin, golden chain around her forehead so tight she started to bleed. She tried to open her eyes but the blood trickling down prevented her. The next few wraps went over her eye lids and the last wrap hit under her eyes. The chain was then hooked onto one of the wraps. The pain was excruciating causing her to scream and writhe. The golden chain went into the skin of her face. Her body healed over some parts of the chain, either looping in or over it. Five chains that with ringed loops at the end were attached on the back of her head.
Once the smith was done, he wrapped pieces of fabric around the chains upon her head and tying it in the back to soak up all the blood and to hide the grotesque that he had just made.
The guards let her go and stepped back. She felt the bandaging. "What have you done?" she breathed.
Grundroth smirked. "The realms are about to be in chaos and I will not let Malekith take you as animal to sniff out the Aether. We all know the stories, but Odin overlooked it. Hmph." He laughed at his own joke. "He wanted you as a bride to not only rule the realms but to burn every realm out, every being burned to ash. Then you were to cease the flames, find the Aether, and let total darkness ensue. He wanted you to take up the Aether if it still exists. Our creation turned into darkness."
Sigyn could feel the blood dry upon her face. "Why am I chained?"
"No one will control you except for me," Grundroth put his fingers into the five loops. It fit snug. He smiled. She felt the weight and pull of the chain. "No one will unleash your deadly flames, or see into other's thoughts besides me." Sigyn tried to back away but the chains were pulled back. "No one will control you but me. I will take the burden away from you."
It sounded like a guard coming in, he spoke to Grundroth about the advisors calling a meeting. She heard another guard speak as well, but they both sounded the same. Grundroth saw that she was confused by the way her head cocked to the side.
"The only voice you will recognize will be mine and your own," he sneered again. "I am the only one you can trust. All the voices pertaining to males will be the same, and it will be the same with the females." She could feel him slipping off the rings. "Send for the giantesses to cleanse her. I don't want my weapon looking dull." He left it sounded like, with his men in tow.
Sigyn rolled off the bed in a slow manner, trying to feel her way around on her hands and knees. The pitter patter of bare feet was audible enough that it echoed.
Gasps and concerns were expressed as the women saw her. She crawled to them. They immediately picked her up and hauled her back to the bath house.
Sigyn went through her garments and found the ring. "Hide this for me," she whispered to the one carrying her. "I know not where or whom it came from yet, but I sense it is quite important." The last of her strength fell as her body was in full heal mode. The women and she knew that she would not wake up for a few days.
Several months had passed. Thor, the Warriors Three, Lady Sif, and many of the guards fought the battles of the eight realms. The last to be secured was Vanaheim. Volstagg and Fandral brought the shackled prisoners through to the dungeons.
As they were fighting, Frigga had the last of what comfort she could bring Loki into his cell, which were books. Loki watched as the prisoners and guards passed by him.
"Odin continues to bring me new friends. How thoughtful." He had his back turned to the image of his mother, his hands clasped behind him as he placed each foot forward to the golden brocade keeping him in.
"The books I sent, do they not interest you?" Frigga wondered. Loki turned around as she began her question.
His gesture made her believe that it almost did. They were books from his chambers. Ones that were not daily diaries, which came from marking down his history to reread once he was king, but books from Sigyn.
He walked away back near the center of the room. "Is that how I am to while away eternity? Reading?" I think did most of that growing up.
"I've done everything in my power to make you comfortable, Loki," Frigga tried to sooth him.
"Have you?" Loki placed his hands upon a chair and leaned closer to her. "Does Odin share your concern?" He voice tinted with mockery.
Frigga's thoughts shown through her face. You really are asking that question? We both know the answer to that. Her eyebrows raised high and she was about to speak when he went on.
"Does Thor?" Saying his name was almost as if he had something vile in his mouth. "It must be so inconvenient, them asking after me day and night." He went back to his light mockery and sarcasm.
Frigga did not take his playfulness lightly. "You know full well that it was your actions that brought you here."
"My actions?" Loki stepped away from the chair and waved a hand. He started to walk away from her. "I was merely giving truth to the lie that I've been fed my entire life. That I was born to be king."
"A king?" She scoffed. "A true king admits his faults. What of the lives you took on Earth?"
"A mere handful compared to the number that Odin has taken himself," Loki retaliated.
"Your father-" Frigga walked around to him as she started to begin.
Loki turned around, almost yelling with animosity, "He's not my father!"
Frigga forced a smile to cover the tears glistening in her eyes. "Then am I not your mother?"
Loki almost froze to the sight of that. Tears started to glisten in his eyes. I have started this and I cannot turn my back on it. "You're not." Frigga stepped closer to him. He was about to take it all back, but instead he put his mask on to hide his emotions. I'm sorry, mother.
Frigga forces another smile, tears ready to shine through. She could see the battle going on inside. She knows that what he says is a lie. His eyes have always shown it. You just had to look. "Always so perceptive about everyone but yourself." Her palm turned up ready for him make her fade away. He shook his head looking down as he placed his hands through hers. He retraced through his thoughts.
She was about to say something but she stopped. The image of his was fading away from the flames, but not quick enough when she heard the heavy footsteps of her other son.
"Still see good in him, don't you?" Thor mused.
Frigga turned to him, hiding the image and letting the flames rise up again.
"Welcome home son," she casted away her earlier feelings to greet him with a sincere smile.
"Why indulge him with gifts and visits?" Thor waved a hand at this futile gesture as he came in close proximity.
Frigga took him by the arm and kept leading him away. "I think if you ask the guards, they will tell you I was never there."
"Mother, Loki is not the boy you once knew," he looked down to her, warning her.
"Nor are you," she retaliated. "But, I loved you no less when father banished you to Earth."
The two went through her chamber, passing by the bathing pool.
"You ever regret sharing your magic with him?" Thor looked at her again.
Without hesitation, she replied, "No. You and your father cast large shadows. I'd hope that by sharing my gifts with Loki that he could find some sun for himself."
The started to ascend stairs.
"I admire your optimism, your compassion," he helped her up the stairs. "I wish I could still share it."
She stopped him once they were on the balcony, "Now am I to take it by your presence that the Nine realms still stand?" She smiled as they faced one another.
Thor laughed. "Yes, they do. I came to give father the good news."
"And you thought to find him here?" Frigga teased. "You will find him where he is at most at ease." She gave him a warm smile.
Thor smiled back. "Before I go, is it true about the marriage?" His voice softer and more serious.
Frigga patted his arm that she clutched, breathed once while she glanced away and looked back. "Yes."
Thor clenched his jaw and looked out into the horizon. "And the annulment?"
She tried not to tear up again. "Your father has annulled them or at least tried. He knows neither of them will consent to it. Especially when one is a statue and he won't visit the other."
"Has he asked about her in your visits?" Thor grasped her hand.
"He has worn his ring in plain sight a few times," she kept the tears held back. "The books I gave him were from her. He has, in his usual form of comments, asked about her."
"Father will keep them separated and contained," Thor sighed. "Loki will escape eventually or cause some stir."
"You may have little or no compassion to your brother," Frigga looked out to Asgard. "Though his consequences were well deserved of his actions, being ripped away on your own wedding day-"
"It was not his, but Theoric's," Thor corrected.
"If you are ever to be King, you should try to know the whole story before jumping to conclusions," Frigga laughed. "You really believed Sigyn would marry Theoric?" Thor looked confused. "You may know sorcery but not enough to know when it is taking place. Your brother knew."
"Course he would know. He thinks he knows everything," Thor scuffed. "Well then this makes Loki's interference just in a way, on his part. I better go find Father before he sends his guards to me." He kissed his mother's hand and went on his way.
Voices echo through the palace of ice and stone. The language drifting through and bouncing off. The soft footsteps were all around her. They headed through one of the many halls. A hall that was familiar for it had three repeated echoes before she hit the ice doors.
The doors opened. Sigyn walked past the soft footsteps and headed the six strides in a curve. She stopped to fall on her knees and have her arms stretched out before her. Head cocked down. She felt the stings of pain as the rings laced through fingers. She felt her powers as if a key was placed in a lock ready to be turned. Now she was just waiting.
The first would-be-victim came forward and was processed. The key turned and the lock came off of her powers. Her mind linked with those around. The Jotun was honest and believed his problem as accurately solved. It would be a long day as the last as the King solved his people's problems. Though there would always be a few who would act out or rebel and when they did, she would be beckoned to rise and restrain them.
Mannerisms in the speech helped her differ one from another. At times it would be a struggle. Some were familiar others were new. The accents helped her figure out what regions they were from.
Grundroth would feast in between. Sigyn would stay by his side for the whole duration. Those that feasted with him were his trusted. Some of the Giantesses were there for Sigyn. Several scents whiffed by her nose. She waved her hand to feel the heat coming off the roasted flesh of the game they ate there.
Once full, they would sometimes return to solving problems, other times, Grundoth would seek war council on the uprising throughout the realms. He knew there would be the same uprising through Jotunheim. Sigyn would then be released until he called for her again.
This time he sent her to his holding of the gargantuan beasts of Jotunheim. His own pets bred to be better, his watch dogs. The beasts can be frozen solid for long periods of time. Only the one who froze them can only awake them.
These beasts are cat like with their snout, tail and overall structure. It is hairless with cold blood ruining through the veins. Spikes form from the top of the head to the tail. The front legs were longer than the back, giving them more upper body strength and more of hunch back look. Large fangs grew from their mouth. Open gaps for their ears to pick up the minutest sound and two large feelers from either side help corner their prey and dig through the ice.
They would wonder through the rocks, glaciors, frozen lakes, wilderness, and dense forests of Jotunheim. These beasts feast on winter wolves the size of elephants. They are not much swimmers when it comes to the Jormun Sea.
Sigyn walked down the long treacherous stairs to the bottom where his pets lay. A few had litters of pups around them. She walked through putting her hands out beside her. The pups were the size of Midgardian bears. They loped to her sniffing and growling. She kept on walking. More came and fell in around. The walked with her to the single tower in the middle of the cave den. She then went through the opening that was big enough for a Jotun. She walked to the very top. Beasts of all sizes formed around the rock tower. Sigyn kept walking to the very top. There the largest beast came beside it. The beast was several feet higher. It was a female for she growled to her pups to move away. Sigyn felt the rough skin of the beast until she found a spike. There she grabbed on and started to climb. She curled back behind the shoulder blades and hung onto the new protruding spikes.
The beast then ran off from the cave to the traitorous terrain. Grundroth smirked knowing that his beasts would keep her safe. He did not like her staying in one spot for too long.