I wasn't sure if I should post this today – Writer's block decided to attack, and I didn't really have any sort of plan, but I tried, y'know? I hope you like this, and I'm sorry if there are any mistakes.
Wind roared in my ears as I plummeted towards the water below, accompanied by Magnus the Stupid and Surt the Annoying. As well as I could while suspended in mid-air, I tried to attack Surt; kicking and punching. He dodged every blow. My breathing got more laboured as me and Magnus attempted desperately to injure, but to no avail. Surt soon tired of the game. He set both his hands ablaze with fire and sculpted them into balls of fire. I tried to manoeuvre myself out of the way, but it's a little bit hard to do that while falling to your death. The balls of fire flew at Magnus and I, and the one aimed at me hit me in the exact spot that I'd been kicked. The ball of fire hissed on contact of my skin. My vision blurred and clouded and I found it hard to breath. I saw the flicker of a ghost in the form of a girl with caramel-coloured hair, and deep brown eyes, then watched, helpless, as Magnus embedded his sword in Surt's stomach. There might have been hope for Magnus, but Surt had wrapped his steaming hands around Magnus' neck as we hit the water.
FLOOM! I hit the water.
Then I died. The end.
Sorry that this was so short, I am so, so tired, and I swear, it took me like the whole day to get this finished, as writer's block was a meanie, and I was watching lots of CinemaSins and Polandbananasbooks...Yeah. XD. I hope you like this; if you do, then please follow, favourite, review and all that schist. Should I make this into a crossover with PJO? I'm not sure. Please review, and tell me. Thanks guys.
Created by one of your fellow einherjar,
MarshmallowSkies.