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Interlude: The Green Terror.

Mikael was a good warrior. He has been on the battlefield for all his life on Midgard, and even after he died his achievements granted him access to Valhalla, where he could continue battling alongside the very gods he served.

To him, this was paradise and all he ever wanted. Although he has been an inferior warrior for quite sometime now, he was still ever striving to raise his rank. He wanted to join the banquet of the gods.

But it wasn't easy. He met other warriors that were even braver than he, warriors that were even more skilled, and those warriors were still inferior ranked.

And then the battles they fought were more ferocious than that of Midgard. The war against dog headed beasts and monstrous insects, against disastrous giants and elemental beings. Warriors fell to the maws and mandibles of the enemies. Victory was very costly when they ever obtained it.

He remembers the warriors that were around him always dying,those bleak mornings where his brothers fell beside him even as they yelled valhalla. The battlefield was terrible, he smelled the death in the air, and this time it would be coming for him and his new brothers.

But, by Odin’s beard he would take as many enemies with him as he could. Because it was for Valhalla.

So even as he watched the sea of fiendish insects about to drown him and his, he roared. A small part of him praying for a miracle.

And that was when it came, it wasn't a miracle, it was decimation.

He heard the very winds cry out in terror before he saw the green rage.

There was a wave of silver, and the wave of the gigantic insect hoard was split apart.

He turned to gaze upon the figure of the warrior.

A thin wispy haze silently hovered around the muscle bound form of the large Green warrior. It made him seem like he was on the ghost fire of hel itself.

The massive, glinting and visibly steaming great sword in his hands, dripping with the steaming, yellow slimy bile of insect ichor. The orkish gladiator-armored, warrior of Odin stared at the insect hoard, pounded his chest and he roared.

“RRAAWRRR!!” Mikael felt the ground shake, he felt the heavens tremble. He saw the insects recoil. He touched his ringing ears and felt the blood flowing down them. Inside his heart, he felt it beat like a stampede of horses, his blood was boiling for action!

“Mighty warrior!!!! For Asgard!!!” Mikael shouted following the charge of the one they called the Hulk. His brothers followed.

“Odin’s warrior!!”

“For Valhalla!!!”

On this day, Mikeal didn't lose as much brothers as he would have. He fought better than he ever had. He followed the unstoppable charge of the green warrior to victory.

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