![]() ![]() Now, before it's too late."īefore I could blink, before I could even scream, Preston raised the Helheim Dagger high and stabbed me in the chest with it. The god looked down at me, and once more, I felt the full force of his hate, burning into me like I was standing on the surface of the sun. She held up the reins and started to slap them down against the bird's wings. ![]() Were they actually going to-to ride the creature? Vivian climbed up in front of the god and took the reins, answering my silent question. Working quickly, she and the other Reapers put some kind of leather harness on the roc, loaded a still-writhing Loki onto the bird's enormous back, and strapped him down. She passed the Helheim Dagger to Preston and hurried over to the bird. Vivian let out a sharp whistle, and the Black roc fluttered down to the ground once more. Transformation? What transformation? What was he talking about? Not before he's ready for the transformation." He's still weak, and we can't let them capture him. "Get him on the roc before they blow the horn again. One of the Reapers stepped up beside Vivian. The horn blasted a third time, and the god let out a shriek of utter agony, his body spasming with pain.
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