Twenty
Kári is on the ground, dead. Or almost dead, who knows if these giants can die. He's not moving, that's the main point. He won't be a problem anymore. Now it's time for Ægir to follow the same fate. I turn only to see Glut on her knees, Ægir's sword at her throat. Not good. He must have hurt her while I was busy dealing with his brother.
Her daughters are by her side, but they're not as strong as Glut. They're no match for Ægir.
Cautiously, I approach them. I don't want any sudden movement to make Ægir startle and cut off Glut's neck.
WHO ARE YOU? he snarls at me. HOW ARE YOU THIS POWERFUL?
I smile, hoping that he'll notice among all the blood drenching my nuzzle. I can't reply, so all I do is slowly stalk towards him, hoping he'll see me as a better target than Glut.
I'VE ALW
