Author's Note: I must disclaim any authorship in the manga series Ragnarok. It is with sorrow that I tell my readers this wink wink because I wish I could have come up with such a fun and diverse story. I hope you'll forgive me for not having put this up before, but crazy things happened, and I'd gotten kinda burned out of the writing thing. This one's very short, but I needed it as a prelude to the next chappie. If you've read the series, you should know what comes after this and before the next chapter. Enjoy and post reviews please!
Chapter 14: Soon
Sara screamed at the sky as soon as she had managed to crawl out of the cave. It had taken her an excruciating two hours after Deliyyja and the damnedable lizards had left her in the dark. The first hour had been taken up by resting so that she could manage the simplest light spell. The next hour was spent crawling through the tunnels, trying to find the correct way out. She'd taken a wrong turn six times… six times!
"Unacceptable," me muttered to herself, throat raw from the screams. She lay back on the moss just outside the cave entrance and panted as she rested. She was so far behind schedule with tracking down the reincarnation of Balder and that Fenris Fenrir. She growled low to herself, clutching the sword hilt tightly.
A raindrop hit her forehead as she lay back, and she sat up, startled. She looked up to the sky as another one, then another fell.
"The gods have a funny sense of humor," she glowered, and crawled back into the cave, out of the rain. She half-sat just inside the mouth of the cave, watching as the rain fell, thinking on her mission. Freya would not think it acceptable to be much longer detained. She needed to summon the frost giants soon, or Freya would assign someone else to take over. For the best summoning spell however, she would need at least a day's worth of rest; rest that she couldn't afford to have. Another spell would have to do. She stood up and stumbled back towards the rain, and whispered to the sky.
"Iser kjemper, tilkalt ved brann…kommer til brannen." The words floated away like a stream of leaves on the wind. Unlike most leaves in the rain, these looked as though on fire. She sat back down weakly to wait for the summons to yield results.
An odd sound awakened Sara. She looked around for a minute, confused before the events came back to her in a rush. Partially rested, she stood up easily this time and made her way outside. An icy breeze blew in her face and she raised her eyes towards the sky and waited. They would be here soon. Finally. Her blades rested across her lap, the wolf blade slightly withdrawn and sparkling in the twilight. Soon.
Soon.