He came up to her ear and whispered: "I know you've already figured it out, but I can't go back to Okstorm. The prophecy needs me... the human race needs me..."
Freydis's eyes opened wide: although she had already imagined her man's decision, hearing him saying it explicitly destabilized her, leaving her a few seconds out of breath.
While the two lovers were close in a hug, a dozen of the men of the chromed army entered the building, to take possession of the structure, while the Hunters Of Ullr, feeling outnumbered and regretting their neutrality before meeting Dag, looked at the scene reluctantly, feeling like they were driven from their home, in the hope that Okstorm would offer them something better.
"Hey, you! You're really making me lose my temper! Don't try to make fun of us, kid! It's time to go!" the King's second guard exclaimed with malice, grabbing Dag's shoulder without warning and pulling him away from his woman.
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