11/18/2025, 6:46 PM
Warrior
He knows well the sound of ice about to collapse on itself, sparing a brief glance up at the roof of this crevasse as both he and his aunt fought with the ice to pry this rune loose. He almost had half a mind to stop, try licking the rune out of the ice instead, let the heat from his body melt it free rather than the ripping and tearing the pair of vikings were doing.
The cracks were getting louder, making the seer growl in frustration when he noticed the breaks in the ice were getting bigger, closer.
Get out Wardrunahe cautioned
I've seen my future, I will live even if this hurts, but I don't want to risk you
She, who he would back as Queen when they returned.
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