I’ve grown tougher as well since my visitation, gaining
endurance as well as resilience. I can
go months without food, rest, or water.
I can go almost an entire day between breaths with no problem at all. And Vayu can still snatch the breath of life
from my lungs as easily as he could the mortal man he used to demonstrate his importance
so long ago. It was a display of power
every bit as impressive, albeit not so visually striking, as what I witnessed
between him and Njord those months ago.
Not that it was targeted at me, per se. It appeared to be an indiscriminate effect;
hitting everyone present, including Kur.
But likely due either to Vayu’s influence or Hel’s, we appeared to
recover from it faster than the Titan.
Basically it was done to give Andrew and me a window of opportunity. So we seized it, of course. He was born aloft on owl’s wings, as I was on
the winds themselves, and we began to wrap Kur in Gleipnir’s bonds.
The first loop was uneventful, relatively speaking that is. Between that and the second Claire caused a
giant skeleton Kur had summoned to grapple with the serpent. Which, all told, made the flying a little bit
trickier but I was still able to manage it well enough. But Kur did manage to catch Andrew with a
length of its coils. And no matter how
much it may have still been weakened by Vayu’s earlier show of power, or
restricted by Gleipnir, that was a blow that was going to hurt.
He did manage to skin-shed away from the blow. Which, while a good thing since it might well
have saved his life, also meant that the end of Gleipnir he had been holding
was falling freely to the ground below.
Thankfully Cindy managed to catch it.
And Lexi managed to distract Kur.
Both of which, in turn, allowed me to finish wrapping Kur in another
loop. That was a total of three which,
theoretically, is enough to hold the beast securely. At which point Andrew swopped back down to
complete the binding, and that particular physical form of Kur dissolved into
dust. Then my Mother’s hall was peaceful
once more, albeit in sore need of repairs.
Hel expressed her gratitude by...enhancing our divine
proclivities, I guess. In my case,
specifically, I could feel how she helped settle the steadfast might of the
earth and howling fury of the storms deeper into my bones. Then Vayu sucked the life out of us all
again, briefly, before slamming it right back in. An act that finished the process I suspect
binding the Titan Avatar started. Blood
thinned again, making way for the thickening of our ichor. Another step along the path to godhood.
After that we had a feast before departing back to
Midgard. I had a…surprising conversation
with my parents near the end of it. It’s
certainly one that’ll give me a lot to think about. But that’s an entry for another time.
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