Dag and his companions retreated, frightened.
At the end of the transformation, Vegard slowly rose to his feet.
Now he was a giant, more than 4 meters tall and with skin that gave off a faint red glow.
Tattoos of ancient runes appeared on his uncovered chest, similar to those engraved on the stone door that Dag had broken through a few hours earlier.
When the blacksmith lowered himself to grab the sword, it too increased in volume, as soon as it touched its master's hand.
Dag, Reidar, and Karl were shocked, admiring the true form of Vegard, who, despite intimidating them, was at the same time a heavenly vision, which left them breathless.
"That sword... Mimungr... according to legend he belonged to the giant Mimir, known and envied by Odin for his infinite wisdom, so much so that he came to beheaded him... this man named Vegard, he's not really just a human..." Reidar said softly, admiring the majesty of the imposing giant before them.
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