Twenty-Three:
“Without Esus to help us, we cannot hope to kill the Hungering!”
Dagda snapped, as he struggled with The Morrigan and Camulos. Their metaphysical divine energies bond the creatures with shackles of power and pushed them back through the rift.
“We don’t have a choice! The fate of all the earth rests upon this moment! I can see it. If we fall, so too does civilization.”
The Morrigan informed her older brother. Dagda sighed and shook his head. He knew what had to happen. One of them was going to need to push the beast through the rift completely. It was too powerful to simply hope to toss it back. Someone would need to follow it and hold it off from escaping before the others could repair the space-time breach.
“I’ll smite that shite druid if I see another day!”
Dagda decr
