What do you know about the *Great Catastrophe*? It is usually the name of fairy tales, myths and legends, or simply exaggerated events... I wonder if future descendants reading history books will make jokes about it. It would be just wonderful... when from some tragedy remains so little that it begins to laugh, it means that the tragedy is little left reality and only painted in the history books... but there are events so tragic that just remembering about it leads to trembling and fear ... Usually these events are recent and have not had enough time to be seen... in such a case one can only hope that it will not happen again, those who saw it will see only a terrible dream, and the new ones will only joke and laugh.
So what is this *Great Catastrophe*? Why do the people of Orario hear only horror and bitterness in these words? This event has traveled around the world, where it has become a fairy tale, and where it is a seriously debated story. But neither of these is appropriate for the place where the *Great Catastrophe* happened. For the people of Orario it was and is a frightening and frightening event that disturbs them at night and frightens them by day.
During the *Great Catastrophe* more than half of the adventurers died, the city was almost completely destroyed, and the strongest families that were described as heroes and saviors disappeared completely in an instant, leaving no trace, no dust and no hint of their existence. One such family was that of Zeus and Hera.
When that basking in glory family of Greek deities became the people's fear and scorn, burning away all their past merits, they quickly acquired a new reputation, that of *villains* like an actor changing his role... But the *Great Catastrophe* is not only remembered for the betrayal of the heroes' families. If historians were to describe it, it would look something like this: *"The Great Catastrophe" is a sequence of major, regional events in Orario.
First, Orario was stunned by the news that the family of Zeus and Hera had been painted by a one-eyed black dragon. Before they could think about the situation, another event occurred. The news. the news that the Family of Zeus and Hera had attacked Orario and its inhabitants. For no reason. no personal words, no pity, just started killing, crushing and destroying everything in sight.
What came upon them? Why and why they did it? It is still unknown, it is clear only that the gods Zeus and Hera did not counterbalance it and most likely tried to ennoble their children. But what happened was that these families began to attack others and others naturally defended themselves, defended the city. It set off a strange chain reaction. Families who found out that their allies were being attacked, families friendly to Zeus and Hera, simply started attacking those who were attacking their allies. And the Orariro thus split into two camps, the camp of Zeus and Hera and the resistance camp led by Frey and Loki.
The battle... no the war lasted more than a year, on the side of the latter was the numbers and on the former the fighting spirit. The alliance of Zeus and Hera were losing the war, but because of their resistance they managed to destroy many times more enemies than destroyed them. And so the war was coming to an end, it was obvious that Zeus and Hera had lost it, but did they think it would be used against them personally?
Freyja and Loki took advantage of the weakness of these families to remove their dominance from their roots by kicking them out of the city. They tried to drive them out of the labyrinth city and they succeeded... It was the first and last time Loki and Frey's family united for a common goal. They took advantage of their weakness to finish them off. It was cruel, dishonorable and disgusting to observers, but it was a move and as Loki said, a clever tactic for the deities who did it.
All that was left of the former greatness of the Zeus and Hera research families was ashes, their reputation, their achievement, their prestige and glory, their wealth and majesty. It all burned away in an instant, and the ashes were a reminder of what once was.
The same ashes were left behind as these families' homes went up in flames. Their houses spewing sparks of flame and shining brightly with fire described their family perfectly... Especially the ashes, the ashes appeared and were blown away by the wind, a perfect description for these families.
In these bright and hot flames, one goddess was left countless times trying to save her family members. The fire was hurting her, her skin was being eaten away by the raging flames, and the heat was baking her from the inside out. Who is this goddess? And why isn't she running from the burning hell?
She was crying, screaming, seemingly shouting the names of her children, she wasn't going to back down. She tried countless times to remove the barrier in front of her and rushed to wherever she was going... apparently she was looking for something... or someone
A certain Egyptian god was also in this hell, it didn't look like the fire was hurting him, but why was he here? He was removing the fire with his hands, he was running through the smoke and dust shouting the name *Hera*, yes the fire doesn't hurt him... but not his body, it seems to be true that a man infatuated with someone will take his body to the pain... no he didn't have any divine powers, only bare but strong hands of a man cutting the sea of flames. He must have loved this goddess so much that he was ready to kill himself.
-Hera! -Where are you Hera?! Answer me Hera! Hera! His throat-cracking screams couldn't drown out the sounds of the flames. He couldn't reach his beloved's ears.
He had no time. He could only watch the woman's lifeless, tar-blackened body... and a click. Hera went back to heaven, that's what death meant.
She died, died violently, defenselessly and heroically. That's how one might describe it on behalf of the patron saint of Egypt.
What is the supreme god? The most powerful god? The most important? The god who rules over the other gods? Each god had his own classification, the sun god spent his whole life working sending or taking souls, he breathed life into those souls. He gave them light... the warmth of the sun. What did he see? Ra thought he was tough. In a way, he is the god of life and death... but seeing and experiencing it, turns out to be something else entirely.
Right now, the progenitor of civilization, the lord of life and death, the supreme god of the Egyptian pantheon sat weeping, mourning the scene of the Greek goddess' tragedy
He understood perfectly well that a deity cannot die... but that did not comfort him. He would never see her again in this world. He had heard all of Hera's screams and terror, experienced it first hand... and here he was, in the center of a burning house watching Hera's body walk away.
A typhoon of emotions swept through his body. Sadness, sorrow, hopelessness, anger, rage, revenge... but all of this was interrupted by a baby crying, a baby crying from beneath Hera's now gone body, on a small basket lay the body of a newborn baby seemingly completely covered by a towel.
Wiping away his tears Ra brought his hands to the towel pulling it off a little, Ra exposed the newborn's head.
The child was very beautiful, red light eyes, natural white hair with a soft tint and fair skin, beautiful and even perfect facial features... It looks like a boy thought Ra...
Suddenly Ra widened his eyes and seemed to be surprised, they found out who this child might be from... who his parents are, at that moment his heart squeezed into a ball, the lord of death felt sorry for the orphan boy.
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Taking the child from the basket still wrapped in that towel, Ra looked at this child's future in the circle of hot Hell with dead eyes...
-So this is who Hera gave her life for... the recent screams had broken his voice, so his words sounded peculiarly like his emotions. On one hand it was the child of her beloved's family members and close friend. To keep the boy from being orphaned he would want to educate and raise the one for whom Hera had given her life... To show how powerful
her beloved is, making the child a great legend.
On the other hand. why? Why did Hera leave him? For this child? Why would the goddess dare to chance her life with him, giving this boy a chance at life? Ra experienced a kind of anger...he didn't immediately think of the child's condition.
When he thought about the fact that in the midst of the hot Hell, the unbearable heat and stifling smoke, the child was quite comfortable... Ra had never seen such a thing, he himself had built Civilizations, given entire nations culture, breathed life into Heroes... at that moment Ra realized this was a gift from destiny, a sign from the world, a new Hero... Ra remembered the myth of the *Last Joros*, *When, but it is known where, the last breath will be born, the last breath for hope and peace, it is not known who, but it is known how, the last breath will be born, the last breath for peace and rest. Born in fire and smoke among the Egyptian deserts in the hands of the Supreme God mourning the Greek Goddess*.
Amidst the musings of the Egyptian god, the city raged and blazed. Weeping, screams of terror, sounds of battle and the voice of death. All this did not stop Ra from continuing to ponder... as if he was not paying attention, all his attention was on this child.
The night moon contrasted beautifully with the bright flames from the center of the bright white light, the remnants of the deity illuminating the already dazzling picture, as if it had been done artificially...
A picture was created. A tall and stocky man dressed in all gold in his hands held the body of a child, opened the towel opened his face to the world, all possible light reflected from the gold deity directly into the face of the child. The boy was not uncomfortable with this, he opened his eyes and just stared at all the light oozing from all directions.
The light of the moon, the fury of the flames, the bright white contrast illuminated the boy's face.
Sighing, Ra ran his hand over the newborn's head, bringing him closer to him.
-Your name is Bell and you are the new patron of Orario. Shine, shine as the world shines around you. Ra lifted the newborn up slightly, causing the towel to half-open, exposing the child's body.
-For the glory of Egypt... Ra whispered and inhaled. This whisper attracted a small breeze that swirled around the child and evaporated. It seemed that the boy's body absorbed the light around him... the light of the moon, fire and white light...
The great catastrophe was such that even the gods shed tears. Too many lives died that night... innocent and virgin lives... The reorganization of the layers of power in the labyrinth city caused chaos, everyone wanted a piece of the action. This night took myths and legends to faraway lands and promised to remain forever as an evil memory and a black stain in the history of the labyrinth city... But it was also a night that gave birth to a new light... a light that would destroy the darkness and gloom of this city... of this nation... That is what the Supreme God of Egypt believed.
-Agreed, Welf Crozzo! The cheerful boy squeezed the hand of another equally smiling red-haired man. He seemed to be adventurous and had made his first contract, a contract with his personal blacksmith.
Right now all he was thinking about was how to celebrate and brag about the success to his goddess. It was better than he thought! A good title and it would be just perfect, a perfect day.
-Please just call me Welph! -You can call me Welph! The man seemed just as happy about it. He had his first contract client and possibly a friend, this day couldn't be a bad one for him.
Tagje The red haired man already known as Welf met his client's companion. Her name was Liliruca Arde, Welf was happy to have new acquaintances, little by little, but he was settling in...
Bell asked him to forge a light armor especially for him, but Welph needed a bigger test... so he asked Bell to be greedy and ask for more.
Bell didn't like to ask for much, but as it was, he didn't know what to ask for. He was going to be forging armor and weapons- weapons.
-Welf! Unexpectedly, the red-haired man shouted, but Bell continued.
-You can forge a Far Eastern blade that is sharp, long and slightly curved at the edge and allows you to strike different types of blows. Bell didn't know the name of Michikatsu's sword, but he tried to describe it. It was the kind of blade he wanted, fast and light.
-You mean a katana? - Welf heard the familiar description of the sword, he could only guess at Bell's thoughts, but from his emotions he seemed to really want such a sword...
-Yes! -And can you make it reddish on the edge? And a scabbard for it. What else was there? - Bell tried to remember about his savior's weapon, surely he wanted it, a light weapon that would not interfere with his quick and nimble movements. Also for another reason, he wanted to impersonate someone... who's not hard to guess.
-I don't know, Bell, if I can make a point weapon like that, I'll try. -What kind of katana do you want? Wakizashi? Okatana? Or Tachi? Welf wasn't a far eastern master blacksmith but he knew all the bases of a blacksmith, especially about such a popular weapon in Orario as the Katana, he didn't like such weapons and rarely forged them, but when asked... in any case, it seems his interlocutor has no idea what he's talking about.
-You- Okatana? Is that...? Bell didn't know anything about weapons, he'd only seen a katana in Michikatsu's hands, he had no idea there were types of weapons and looked at Welf with a questioning look.
-Okatana means Okatana so be it. Welf didn't want to explain the difference between them for long, he just said that Wakizashi was long, Okatana was medium and Tachi was a small katana. It would be a good experience for him, and the order would actually be good for Bell...
But there was one thing that Welf didn't realize, he already had a weapon, his first weapon for combat, his knives were of astonishingly high quality, there was a question as to where a beginner like Bell got it from? But that was secondary, he wanted to ask the question why different? Welf had expected Bell to ask for secondary items like throwing weapons etc. But he turned out to be much more interesting, he asked for the main weapon to be pumped out, is he going to use knives as a secondary weapon?
No need to think long, an order is an order, it has to be fulfilled. And what he will do with his order and his weapons will be decided by him. The same boy interrupted him from his thoughts.
- Mr. Welf? - Bell continued, -When can I come for my armor and weapons? - Bell hinted, asking when the order would be ready, and whether he should leave. It's already dark, making the goddess worry is not a good idea, Bell thought.
-Huh? -Yeah, you can go. I'm not sure if I can do it today... or tomorrow, don't worry about it, you know where to find me. With those words Welf lightly stabbed Bell in the chest, he himself would insist that Bell leave, the sooner he started the order the sooner he would fulfill it, and a blacksmith does best when he is alone with hammer and iron.
After waving goodbye. Bell hurried home, today is usually the Dentatus day to give titles or rename them to adventurers who have leveled up. I wonder what his title was? He had to meet his goddess. He found no one at home and was glad to have time to clean up and prepare for the goddess, imagining his good and cool title.
The boy waited for his goddess, but instead of happy news for him, he saw a frown and pensive expression on the face of his goddess, since they met he had never seen her displeased, what had affected the ever joyful goddess of the hearth?
-Goddess? -With these words Bell met Hestia at the same time asking what happened? And then Bell was a little carried away, suddenly his title is so terrible that even to talk about it is unpleasant? Trying to get the bad thoughts out of his head Bell heard the answer to his questions.
-Bell, there was no Denatus today. It was canceled, so you didn't get the title. Immediately answering Hestia asked Bell to make tea while she changed her clothes. She didn't want to make Bell think personal, in truth there was no good or bad news... or rather there was one bad news.
-Goddess? -Why cancel? Do you know? Bell was surprised by the answer, he had been waiting all day for this... what do you mean canceled? Like permanently canceled? Or temporarily? Of course he wouldn't ask the goddess all these questions, he would just answer them using one answer.
-I don't know, Bell. They said it was because of geopolitical events in Orario. I don't think it's ever been canceled before, except for the Great Catastrophe. The Great Catastrophe. Catastrophe. Oh, the horror. Hestia seemed to see something, but that's the expression on her face. All she could think about was the magnitude of it.
-Bell! -Promise you won't leave the house, stay here and wait for me and don't go anywhere until then! Hestia said in a raised tone of voice and headed for the door. It was pointless to give an answer, Bell would not understand, she would just order him to wait for her.
Bell did not understand what was happening, he just ran after his goddess, to find out what he wanted. Catching up with his Goddess right at the door, Bell thought of grabbing her hand. As Hestia turned to him.
-Bell! -Promise me you'll leave the house until I get there! Promise! Hestia was determined to protect her child first and foremost. And what was happening in the city was not the safest of events.
-Goddess, what does it all mean? -Bell had no sooner finished his sentence than Hestia covered his mouth with her hand, signaling that he had given the wrong answer. Bell himself never learned anything... but he must fulfill the goddess's request...
-Yes, I promise, Bell said reluctantly.
-That's good. I'll be right back. With these words Hestia went somewhere and left Bell alone with his thoughts, but with the certainty that nothing will happen to him.
-What's going on here? Bell had a bad feeling, but he could only guess...
-Ottar, what's going on in there? -What's going on in there? Sipping her Wine, Freya watched the events from the Tower of Babel, she seemed to be interested. And her interest is worth a lot... in particular she watched the far eastern man who stood on the roof of Loki's family as if waiting for something... what does he want? And who are the people who surrounded Loki's family?
-It appears to be a deliberate and premeditated attack on Loki's family, Mrs. Freya. We didn't know anything about it. The attackers appear to be the Ra family. And Loki didn't seem to know about it at all. Ottar responded to the information he'd just received and wanted to bring it up, but he was beaten to it.
-Ra? -Why don't we know anything about this? Freya's disgruntled tone was laced with wine. Why this boring world she knows completely and such interesting events flew past her ears.
-It seems that Loki himself was unaware of it, Ra somehow made it very secretive. Perhaps the Guild, Ganesha and Odin's family know about it... and the only spy family seems to have chosen to remain silent about the situation... Monotonously said Ottar, he himself was very surprised and still didn't know the full extent of it...what is going on here?...is this and the reason for Denaus being canceled?
-Germess... that slippery little twerp, forgot my lesson? Frey's words seemed calm, but she was angry, he would have known about what was going on, especially as Ra's ally... Why did he choose to keep quiet? To get on her nerves again? Now it would be hard for her to play the game Ra started...
-The Hermes family has taken out their spy network, we've known for a long time that they were watching us, but they seem to be afraid of our interference so they broke off contact with us... Before Ottar could finish his sentence, Freya interrupted her.
-It doesn't matter, we'll deal with Hermes later,‖ with these words she put the wine on a chair and went to the window, the window that gave her the whole view of Orario. -Gather the family, we need to join Ra, to think he made a party and didn't invite us...everyone loves an uninvited guest. Freyja seemed to be zaytagged, no matter what Ra thought about it... no matter what side she was on... she just didn't like being caged like a bird and just watching it...
-Mrs. Freya, before you make your decision, I have one more piece of news. Ottar could clearly see the anger and malice in his goddess's eyes, so he would try to break the next piece of bad news as gently as possible...
-Ganesh's family just sent us an ambassador demanding not to interfere in the conflict between Ra's family and Loki's family, in the worst case they promise to interfere in our affairs, if we quote Ganesh's direct words, he said... first correcting his voice, *GANESHA! If you interfere FREYA, it will be worse for yourself, don't think of wiggling your fingers, do you understand FREYA? I am Ganesha!" he said with Ganesha's facial expressions and voice, or rather tried to.
After earning a stunned look from Frey, Ottar corrected his voice again, already to a natural one, in short, the Ganesha family is threatening us with war if we interfere. Ottar said all this with a look on his face that said he wasn't parodying Ganesha, as if nothing had happened.
Freya was surprised, not only by Ottar's facial expressions, but also by Ganesha's actions... Yes he had gotten stronger recently, but he had the audacity to threaten her? Even the great Zoorashtra could only watch her... it wasn't just her power, the power of her family. It's obvious that many families will simply side with her in case of conflict, for she is the Goddess of Beauty...
-His empty threats are worthless to me... her words were a bit hesitant but she didn't dare to back down, she already feels like she is in prison, the more she will be restricted the more she will try to break free...
-Ottar gather the family, we're going to Loki's house, And if Ganesha intervenes, there's no way to avoid the battle. We don't need another Zeus. With a chuckle at the last word, Freya continued. -And yes Ottar, you don't need to repeat everything exactly," Freya laughed and raised her wine glass.
-They say interest kills... what have they prepared for me? Shaking her wine glass, Freya watched her reflection. I wonder what this Goddess was thinking?
-It's all right, Uranus. Just as we planned. Freyja will not want to sit in a cage like a tame bird, but the Hermes family has already informed Ganesha, he must be going to Freyja's family, or already there. After listening to his opponent, Royman continued, -The only mima is Odin's family has decided to intervene... Not for her, of course, but on his own initiative. Send them out? And we won't let go of the Guild's prestige? What do I mean? Freya's a goddess of beauty, you know, and that's very inconvenient. Will you take over? All right.
In the night office the only light source was the moon and two figures sat in it, one a Guild manager already known as Royman and the other a tall but rather skinny shadow next to his *boss* The moonlight was blinding his glasses, blocking the view of his bright green eyes. The room was very quiet after the conversation... Louis was about to break the silence when the Elf suddenly broke the silence.
-Luis go to Frey's house, Ganesha and Odin should be there by now, you can go alone. Roiman couldn't wait long for an answer, but still the Blondin decided not to torture the Elf.
-Will Ottar be there?" lowering his voice, the blond tried to sound more rude. Louis asked a stupid question, of course he would be there. He asked the question as a hint that he was only going there for Ottar... or rather his head. He knew he'd probably avoid the battle, but it was worth a try... and it had been a long time since he'd seen him.
-Yes. -You can go. Royman replied with a little hesitation. Is letting this guy out into the heart of the Frey family a good idea? Royman wanted to take back his words and send someone who had no problem with the Frey family... but it was too late, Louis's character is difficult or impossible to describe, he's a strange man. Even if Royman tries to stop him, he'll pretend he can't hear him.
-Louis, don't do anything stupid. You'll answer with your head and mine. Royman said the last words with some fear and worry.
Suddenly, Luis stopped, he listened, and turned his head back to Royman, sideways in the moonlight. You could see the guy's face in its full form.
A tall thin man with short cut and smoothly styled blond hair, looking like a man of about 25. Dressed in the standard guild uniform already known by the name of Luis opened a view of his eyes... his eyes were special, such color and combination was found nowhere else. The man's sclera was completely orange, the limbus was black and the cornea and pupil seemed to blend together to produce a single yellow light. The man's right eye was the opposite, the sclera yellow and the pupil orange.
-Nonsense? I don't think it's about self-defense. If they attack, it's not my fault, right? All I have to do is defend my life. The man turned away and continued walking, then stopped abruptly.
-Tell Uranus I'll go to his place today to check on the statistics. -Tell him. With those words, the man left the room, walking rather quickly towards Frey's house, not arming himself or changing clothes. Just went there...
-What's going on here?"- Freyja said glumly and angrily, you could feel the Venom in her eyes. Just she walked out of the tower into her house, so she saw just an unforgettable picture...
-HELLO FREYA! I THOUGHT YOU WOULDN'T LISTEN TO ME, SO I WENT TO YOU TO LISTEN TO YOU! I'm Ganesha! Ganesha not only suspected he knew and was ready to bet everything, for he was sure that the goddess of love would not be deterred by his threats.
The picture wasn't exactly colorful for Frey. Her home and family kept surrounded by Ganesha's huge family rather she and Ottar were surrounded by his family. But it seems that Ganesha's family wasn't the only one in the crowd, it seems that some other family had decided to help Ganesha...
-Oh to think, I didn't think you had the brains to do this beforehand... so I'm in your trap? Frey didn't have a hint of fear, she just decided to confirm the information...
-UNTIL THE CONFLICT AT LOKI'S HOUSE IS OVER, YOU WILL SIT AND WAIT HERE. GANESHA! Ganesha didn't realize Freya was mocking him, he said what he thought, what he wanted to say and the reason for his being here.
-I wonder... do you think you can hold me? Her smile looked murderous and perfectly described how she felt, a smile that conveys anger- but the description *beautiful* doesn't work for the Goddess of Beauty, she'll be beautiful in any case and in any clothes, facial expression and other charms. This is confirmed by the members of Ganesha's family, who were instantly won over by Frey's beauty.
-He may not be, but we are. -Yes. As if from under the sky descended a man about forty years old with a long beard wrapped in red braids, long hair, peculiar clothes with an axe on his back and a Viking helmet. The man pulled the axe out from under his back, smiled, and in the most unpleasant way there is for Frey's ears mumbled.
-I didn't expect Fray! You decided to surprise Loki, and you got surprised! A-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
The man leaned on his axe and laughed as he let out a sea of drool from his mouth. After the god, Vikings fell from the sky... or rather his family, one by one from the sky fell either softly or hard, either on Ganeshi's family members or on Frey's house or on Ottar, in general a real rain of Viking warriors! These Vikings joined the ranks of Ganesha's fighters and started laughing with their god too. Why? Who understands these Vikings?
-One?" squeezing her hand Freya continued, "not that the barbarian family has decided to interfere? Freya was burning with anger, though it was not clear from her expression, but she hated Odin more than anyone else... if you leave out Hermes and Zeus, she hated Odin more than anyone else... Now she's not even sure, her family is very strong. According to the society, Ra and Loki are stronger, but against two war gods with thousands of members? It's hard to know who wins if you put her, Ra and Loki against these two war gods. It's not like she's on her own. What's it gonna take to endure that cage again? Just thinking about it made her grind her teeth.
-Hey, don't you dare call our family Barbarians. A man landed out of the sky on two legs as if by thunder, his eyes were blue with electricity, but then returned to their natural blue color, his hair was red to his shoulders, with a shining red beard and heavily muscled hands. The man himself had two hands directly resting on his hammer, his eyes warring with Frey, it seemed the man had a personal score to settle with this goddess.
Suddenly the man was pushed away by a shockwave from the zoomorph standing next to Frey. Ottar saw fit to defend his goddess, and Thor was too close, one would think he provoked the fight.
-Ottar drew his swords and prepared for battle, Thor is a very peculiar fighter, the usual tactics don't work against him, so he's not going to hold back.
-As always Ottar was monstrously strong... raising his hammer upwards the man already known as Thor called thunder and lightning into his hammer, apparently preparing for battle. Thor was well aware of how the adventurers were fighting against him, he was going to use all his potential and reduce the difference in strength with Ottar after the recent battle outside the city... he had lost that time but was ready to take revenge.
The whole situation was very tense, Odin's captain Thor and Frey's captain Ottar were preparing for battle, no one was trying to stop the battle. Odin and Ganesha were just shouting *DAY* and their members were repeating after them... perhaps except for the captain of Ganesha's family who was trying to talk sense into his family.
The whole situation was embellished by another celestial Viking. The Viking was younger, about 19 years old with blond hair wrapped in a pony tail, swampy eyes and a rather skinny body and average height, he limped right along with his spear, the young man did not seem to have full sight, his right eye was damaged and the whites of his eyes filled his pupils, a scar near his right eye, must have been from a stabbing weapon made it clear that he had lost his sight in battle. After a handful of dust settled finely beside his figure, he picked up his spear and pointed it at Thor.
-Thor! -Put your weapons away at once, we came here to defend, not to fight! The blond said in a rather loud and commanding voice, in other situations he wouldn't be arrogant with his captain, it's just that Thor is doing something stupid and should have taken the situation into his own hands, so that there wouldn't be a bloodbath here!
-A reasonable man at last. There's some sane people in this family. Hooray. Poor Shakti, at home and on the street and in the dungeon she sees only crazy people. And here is such a miracle, only white wings are missing! The captain of Ganesha's family rejoiced, she seemed to see an angel descending from heaven.
Shakti made her way through the crowd, making her way straight to Frey, without her help it looked like the conflict could not be avoided... and what the hell is that Thor thinking?! Shakti didn't hide her emotions and spewed them out, pushing the crowd blocking her way...
-What's the matter Magni? Scared of a pumped-up giant? That doesn't sound like you at all! Thor said this at the top of his voice, pointing his hammer at his family member Thor continued. -Anuka Magni, as your captain I demand that you start the first strike! Thor had no thought of prudence, this was a man of character, a man of muscle and in some ways, no even complete. A man of madness. He didn't think of the consequences, he lived for today. And why was he elected captain? Shakti and the young man already known as Magni were thinking.
-It's not about fear Tor! It's about the good. Look, you're not the only one here. It's easy for you. A level 6 first-class adventurer with extraordinary abilities and magic. But not everyone is like you! Think of the Thor family, Are you willing to start a war with the Frey family just for the sake of personal initiative? No one dared to interrupt Magni, even Ottar lowered his weapon to hear the young member of Odin's family continue his words. After a moment of silence, Magni continued.
-We are all members of Odin's family Thor! We are brothers and sisters to each other, I don't believe that you would put your brother at risk! Our much-celebrated family Thor! With these words Magni released his spear, -Shall we act together Brother? Smiling a little Magni put his fist out, waiting for Thor's answer.
-Ahem. That was the only sound Thor made after his instant movement to Magni's face, filled with lightning and sparks of electricity Thor's fist struck Magni's fist from the sound wave that was heard throughout Orario...
-When a brother is near, enemies fall in hail! Right Magni?" smiling, Thor lowered his lightning bolt. Not that he was inspired by Magni's words, but his little brother was right. He was absorbed in the battle... and originally wanted to solve the problem with his tongue, not an axe. If he can't even speak properly, what kind of captain is he?
* somewhere in the Frey house *
-I can't take it anymore! Right now our goddess is under siege! Why do we have to watch and endure all this! A middle-aged black-haired man, Raised his voice to his entire family inside, pointing his finger at his goddess through the window.
-If we had a choice we would have acted Allen, now the situation is such that any hint of our activity will draw suspicion from Ganesh and Odin... we will make things worse and we won't be able to save our goddess. Said the blond elf sipping his tea. He didn't like the whole situation either, he was wildly angry and would personally torture anyone who even touched her goddess with a finger... especially Thor.
-Shut up Hedin! -This is all because of Ottar, why did he bring her here?!" Allen said with a squeak. They had discussed this situation before their goddess came, or rather when their house was besieged by Ganesha and his family. The Gullivers did battle with Ganesha's eleven first-class adventurers and nearly lost their heads, if it hadn't been for Hockney who had just speedily escaped them... on Ganeshi's side, it seems the Gullivers and they couldn't hurt any of them. But Allen felt it was their own fault, they shouldn't have made the decision themselves. So the decision was made to ask what the hell was going on?
According to Hedin, who Allen and Hogni- or rather only he, sent to contact Ganesha's family, and stayed behind to protect the house. So according to Hedin, Ganesha's family is here to keep Frey from interfering with Ra and Loki. That's roughly how Allen saw it.
So what do they have? Wounded and unconscious Gullivers, his and Hedin's schizophrenic Hogni. they might be able to handle Ganesha, then Ottar and Frey came in, and then they finally decided they could handle it, and just as they were about to make a sortie, it rained Vikings. Hedin suggested that they wait, because they couldn't handle two war families. And then the end of the Frey family, so we should just wait and see if the problem would be solved by language.
But Allen didn't want to accept it, he was in favor of the exit and only the last event between Thor and Magni gave him peace of mind... Maybe Hedin was right and the problem will be solved without blood, Allen thought...
-The RA family! We're under attack! Captain, we're under attack! What do we do, Captain?! All Raul had to do was shake Finn's puppet body... the whole family was terrified and distraught. She panicked, and one by one, the Ra's family broke through the walls of the family, smashing through the ceiling and breaking the windows of Loki's house.
-What's a good reason for you to kill Finn? -Right now Finn was hallucinating, the figure of the far-eastern man all mundane to him, his questions and his philosophy...
-Я.. I'm willing to kill for my family. I'm willing to make the world burn but keep my family safe. Yes, I'll do it. Michikatsu, I know the answer to your question, and I'll answer it, I'm not going to die today. Smiling Finn stood up on his throne striking his spear so hard that the house started to wobble a little. He got the family's attention.
-LOCKY FAMILY! Everyone turned their attention to their captain, their stress was instantly released like a lump from their throats. They have a strong leader. a strong captain, they have nothing to worry about. They can go to Hell with him.
-What's gotten into you? -We're like a pack of herbivores with a predator in the crowd! Is that what we are? Is that how we show Loki's family? No! With a shout and an even harder swing of his spear, Finn continued. -We are a family that has been through fire and water, blizzard and hail, all the while having only ourselves! We have traveled this long and arduous journey together for this?! For this we have killed ourselves in training, covering our backs in hopes of conquering the dungeon! To be killed and dishonored by the Sun God family?! We are a family with no allies! We have only ourselves! So why are you panicking? Who took what from you?! We're still together, the whole family is here! We have nothing big! So let's show the Egyptian that it's impossible to take us away from ourselves. The final blow of the spear was so strong that it made some members of the Ra family fall on their backs, and Orario heard a small rumble of the ground, any harder and the Building would have fallen...
Undoubtedly Finn's words not only gave comfort to the family but also morale and strength for battle! The whole family gave a battle cry and followed their captain, none of them were going to die! And if they did, they would die with their heads held high with their captain! They would die with him, they would live with him, they would open their backs to him and not be afraid of danger!
-March in line! I demand to fulfill the Vanguard * Roman Turtle* with the whole family! Take Loki in the center! With these words, Finn led the head of the Vanguard. No, he wasn't going to die here after showing weakness and helplessness in front of his family! He has Pride!
-It seems we have something in common... Michikatsu.
-Who are you? -Michikatsu said in his usual unemotional manner, addressing the shadow in front of him... He was calm and relaxed, but gingerly clutched the hilt of his blade. He sensed danger from the man in front of him... as if some dark aura was swirling around him.
-I... it doesn't matter who I am, let's talk about you, who are you? The man turned the arrows back, no that doesn't mean he doesn't want to reveal his identity, he would have a chat with this man... but the timing was a little bad, he needed to either take him out or not waste his powers on him... depending on what the answer would be...
-I am a misguided swordsman, a spectator who wants to see the script... an artist painting an image of the truth and a critic evaluating a man... With those words, Michikatsu pulled out his blade, pointing it at the shadow, striking a threatening pose. Michikatsu exhaled a bit of air, instantly lowering the temperature around him while vapor oozed from his mouth, which can only be described as *laden air* He wasn't going to wait and watch the fight... why not test an opponent now? A strong opponent.
-Wow. not only did you not fear my aura, but you pointed your weapon at me... your response is special... it's a little cold... isn't it? With those words, Shadow pulled out a long, two-handed sword that was as dark as he was, apparently preparing for battle. The man in front of him was very interesting, and what his strength was... he couldn't wait to find out.
-I'm sorry Azizi, I guess I'm not good at teamwork... tell the Honorable Ra that I'll be a little late...
