Liam's instincts fred, a deep sense of utling in his gut.

  Fenrir growled beside him. The massive wolf's fur bristled as its ears twitched, deteg something Liam couldn't quite pce. Then, without warning, the first portal tore open in the sky.

  It was a rift of swirling bd red energy, pulsating with chaotic power. More portals followed, f an ominous circle around them. From each portal emerged monstrous beings, each mrotesque tha. Some were engulfed in raging fmes, their molten bodies dripping embers onto the ground. Others exuded a bone-chilling cold that made even the Frost Giants seem warm in parison. Their icy limbs cracked and reformed with every movement, their eyes burning with an eerie blue light.

  Liam wasted no time. With a flick of his wrist, the Bdes of Chaos igheir hellish glow illuminating the battlefield. He lunged forward, s whipping through the air as he decapitated the first fmi. The creature howled before disiing into ash. Another lu him from behind, but Liam's newly heightened senses warned him a fra of a sed before it struck. He sidestepped, twirling mid-air, and hurled Draupnir's spear straight into its skull. The beast shrieked as golden energy exploded from the impact, sending charred remains flying in every dire.

  He nded smoothly, barely breaking a sweat. But the horde kept ing.

  Summoning the Leviathan Axe, he smmed it into the ground. Ice burst outward in a freezing wave, coating the battlefield in a thick yer of frost. The cold-afflicted monsters slowed, their bodies crag uhe sudden temperature shift.

  Raising his hand, he summoned Si's magic. A circle of fire erupted around him, fmes spiraling upward. With a sihrust of his palm, he unleashed a "Fusilde," sending a barrage of fming nces pierg through multiple ehey screeched as they were ied, their molten cores uo withstand the searing assault.

  Liam switched to Prav's magic, raising his hand to summon a swirling sphere of water. He unched "Cluster Bolt," a pierg water riking the beast's core. The moumbled, iing over its body. Not missing a beat, Liam dashed forward, igniting the Bdes of Chaos and driving them into the creature's chest, melting the frozen corpse from within.

  The battlefield was chaos. Liam was a blur, flipping, striking, and shiftiween magid melee effortlessly. Fenrir joihe fray, tearing through the monsters with razor-sharp fangs and crushing jaws.

  More portals opened. More monsters poured in. Liam didn't uand where they were ing from but he didn't care. Having the ability of Heimdall allowed him to expey kind of attaing at him, especially attacks from these mohat couldn't even think for themselves. Barrages of magic, ons and moves were thrown upon them and soon a pile of them was gathered.

  Fenrir too was very eager to prove Liam that it was a great helper as it tore through the monsters and also threw ice shards and frozen waves at the monsters, freezing the burned monsters.

  As he cut down another wave of creatures, the air around him grew heavier. A presenlike anything he had entered before seeped into the battlefield. Then, from one of the portals, a man stepped forward. dark, flowing robes, his crimson eyes burned with malevolent amusement. His aura alone was suffog, and Liam felt an overwhelming sense of dread coil in his gut.

  "You wield quite the arsenal," the man mused. "But I have e only for ohing... the Bdes. Hand them over, and I will spare you."

  "Not a ce." Liam narrowed his eyes.

  "A shame. But expected." The man sighed, shaking his head.

  Without warning, he struck. Fmes erupted around him, the very air bending to his will. Liam barely had time to react as the battle began. He hurled the Spear of Draupnir, but the man evaded it quite easily as if expeg the attack. But Liam wasn't done, as he slowed down time, which was an exclusive ability of Heimdall and then shed out at the man. The bdes struck the man and tore through his apparel and was able to inflict wounds upon the man.

  The man seemed to be surprised that Liam was able to slow down time. Because time was a taboo thing and Liam was able to wield it and even wound him, which he secutively healed. The few moments Liam made new moves with his ons but after learning the lesson with time slowing down the man seemed to wave in and out of realities which Liam didn't uand.

  Fenrir was in charge of keeping the monsters at bay which were trying to get to him.

  "You fight well," the man admitted, "but you are still so... ignorant."

  The man then summoned a huge scythe, a bck dark on which seemed to be made of bck hole itself.The man surged forward, wreathed in hellfire, and before Liam could move and avoid the attacks since he had predicted it, the scythe seemed to extend beyond his expectation, and then an agony exploded through him.

  He looked down only to see his left hand gone as that was the part the scythe was able to cleave through. Liam's eyes went wide as he saw blood p out. Fenrir turned around to see his beloved master had lost a hand a berserk.

  He lu the man.

  "Fenrir.. No..." Liam screamed but it was already too te. The man stabbed the wolf from uhe body with his scythe and lodged it.

  "Now give me the Bdes.." The man spoke again. Liam was beyond angry at this point. Hellish fires seemed to be burning on his body. The man who always seemed to have a smirk on his face, got serious as he could see the rage c through the skin of Liam.

  This was the Spartan rage that he had ied from Atreus, same as his father. He got up and lu the man only to be stopped mid air with a blow on his neck, making him unscious instantly and falling face down o ground.

  Fenrir squealed when it saw that.

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