Ottar POV

This man is like nothing I've ever fought before. Each time our swords clash his breaks. Yet it somehow regrows. He was fast. Very fast that I'm having trouble keeping up with him. I need to finish this fight quickly and get to my lady's beloved.

"Your swordsmanship is not bad. However, it's child's play compared to mine" the man said before I saw crescents coming towards me. Thinking quickly I dodged them and it was a good thing I did. The creamers hit the grounds and caused mini craters to appear from the impact.

Again our swords connected but this time I overpowered him and sliced off his arm. However, to my surprise, it grew back in a second.

"What? I asked shocked.

"Your swordsmanship while not bad is pitiful you only rely on brute strength," the man said before I felt his sword on mine.

I then pushed his sword off me. For someone of his stature, he must be at least a level 7 if not higher. Can I even win this fight? No, I must my lady's beloved needs me.

I then swing at the man's head intending to take it off. My blade connects and his head is sent flying away.

"Now to help Bell," I thought.

"Where do you think you're going" I then feel a sword get slashed across my back. I stumble but don't fall before turning around to see the man fully healed like I didn't just decapitate him.

"How are you still alive," I ask now not knowing if I'll be able to win.

He doesn't respond and I quickly have to protect myself from his sword. I push him off once again and go for an upward slash. He expected this and sidestepped the slash. Seeing my side exposed he thrusts his sword forward but I was able to redirect it with my hand. I then heard the man breathe and it sounded like the air itself was condensing around him. Then with a speed, I could hardly see he slashed his sword across my chest.

"And they call you the king. How pitiful" the man said and it looked like his sword swallowed my blood.

I then activated my beastifaction feeling a rage grow inside of me. I saw the man quirk an eyebrow at me before getting ready once more. I felt my control over myself become less and less and then with a roar I charged.

Freya POV

I watched as my dear Ottar was being absolutely toyed with by the mysterious man. It was sad to see how the man was really paying no mind to Ottar other than treating him like a pest. And the way he downplayed Ottar's swordsmanship was just an insult to all his hard work. I then watched Ottar trigger his beastifaction and charge at the man

At this point, Ottar couldn't think rationally all he felt was anger. He swung his sword at the man but the man either blocked it or simply sidestepped it causing Ottar's sword to land on the ground time and time again leaving massive craters. Which in turn seems to make Ottar even angrier.

Ottar then threw his sword onto the ground and instead grabbed the man's head and slammed it into the ground. He then started running while dragging the man's face on the ground causing a trench to be made. Ottar then picked him up and threw him at one of the towers that weren't In use bringing it down on top of him.

Ottar at that point seemed to calm down a little bit regaining his senses. Ottar's face then took one of pain before a sword was thrusted through his gut. Ottar fell to his knees blood dripping out of the corner of his mouth. He looked down and saw the man's sword had reached him from the tower and impaled him through the stomach.

"NO" I shouted quickly standing up and knocking my wine glass over.

The man then got closer to Ottar his sword shrinking with each step he took. Once he finally reached Ottar he spoke.

"I know have brought the king to his knees how ironic," he said before faster than I could even see his sword cut off Ottar's arm.

Ottar didn't scream he didn't even react he only grunted out his final words. "I'm…sorry..my…..lady"

"No no, no pleas please no" I begged with tears running down my cheeks to the man who couldn't hear me.

I watched as his sword rose and was brought back down towards Ottar.

Clang kaboom

The sound of a sword being parried and the sound of a powerful magic spell was what I heard sending the man flying back.

Ottar POV

"I'm not dead" I questioned.

I looked in front of me and saw a man dressed head to toe in knightly armor looking like one of the knights from old. Next to him was a woman in a cloak who I couldn't recognize or even see her face as her hood covered it. Yet I felt as if I had met her before.

"You look like hammered shit Ottar," the man said.

" Perseus" I questioned.

"Yes it's me the good ol knight of knights" the man responded.

"Catch up later there's a fight to win," the woman said seriously and I could tell she was a mage.

"Yes dear," the man joked.

"Don't call me that" the woman responded.

"I will not heal you your spirit healing should keep you alive long enough," the woman said before she started concurrent chanting.

I watched as the two fought the man. Perseus engaged in close quarters while the mage cast spells hitting the man. Their teamwork was impressive showing years of working together. However, this didn't seem to bother the man in the slightest as he seemed to fend them off with ease but it looked like he was trying a little more than he did with me.

The battle raged on for hours until the blue dwarf Brock I think his name was grabbed me.

"Alright you look like absolute shit but you'll be fine," he said before I blinked and we were inside the keep.

"Wha-what," I asked confused. I blinked and all of a sudden I was in the keep with a timid blue-haired girl trying to heal me.

I looked in the center of the room and saw a blue ethereal door that wasn't there before. People were being either walked through or pushed through on stretchers yet they didn't come out the other side.

"What is that" I questioned before a coughing fit occurred causing me to cough up blood.

"Bells escape plan pretty neat ain't it," Brok said.

"Brok we need to hurry they can't hold out for much longer," the paler one Sindri said.

"I know I know. Alright come on big guy get the fuck up and let's go" Brok said helping me up. For someone of his size, his strength was surprising"

Before we walked through the door I noticed the rest of the Hestia familia minus Bell, Rengoku, and the blacksmith were here.

That's when we felt it. It sounded like a distorted horn and then a bloodlust like something I had never felt before was coming from outside. I then heard a human and inhuman roar full of pure rage and anger come from outside.

"Oh no Brok do you kn-

"Of course, I do get everyone through the gate quick," Brok said cutting Sindri off. Whatever it was clearly had the two of them worried.

"Just what was happening out there," I thought before going through the gate.

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