Bloodlines of the Ancient Pantheons

Chapter 526: DXXVI. Telling The Warriors

"I think you're right... in a hurry, we can't afford such trivial mistakes... I will go to the palace and notify my most trusted men... they will be in charge of contacting the messengers and spreading the word" Kranus replied.

Meanwhile, from afar, Kron saw Dag, Kranus, and Freydis who as they were heading toward the arena suddenly changed direction and called them with a hand gesture.

"Everybody go to the arena, Kron! Gather all the warriors and let them position neatly. In a few minutes, we will join you!" Kranus shouted to be heard at that distance, not wanting to give any more information in an open place and within everyone's reach.

Kron confirmed with his head that he understood and continued to walk as if he had not seen anything, while Atran and his men were about fifty meters in front of them.

Once inside the Colossus Palace, two men approached Kranus, as if from his eyes they had already realized they could help him.

"You two, come here, come closer... I entrust you with a very important task, so listen carefully: you must report 4 of our most trusted messengers and order them to give the citizens the announcement of the battle against the Lies Of Loki that our Clan will face tomorrow, specifying that in case of victory, we would forever get peace with the Claws Of Fenrir, who would move away from our lands for good returning to Klorr, their hometown" Kranus said, all in one breath.

"A war, sir?! When was it decided? Against Lies Of Loki? And how are we going to counter such a large army?" one of the two men asked, frightened.

Kranus grabbed him by the collar of his leather jacket and approached his mouth to his ear, causing him to tremble with fear.

"I am not obliged to answer your questions. Execute the orders as I asked!" the old wizard exclaimed again, pushing away the guard who almost tripped over his feet, not falling to the ground by a miracle.

"At your service, sir! It will be done, sir!" the other man replied, with his back straight and his gaze slightly upwards, as if he had just spoken to a God that could not be questioned.

"Quick!" Kranus yelled once again, causing his interlocutors to run away, who finally understood the urgency of the situation and quickly exited the palace.

In the same hurry, the Giants of Ymir's leader and his two Okstorm allies exited the secondary entrance to Colossus Palace, located at its back, which allowed immediate access to the arena and from their location was the fastest way to get to their destination.

Once out of a normal wooden door, much less imposing and embellished than the main one, they noted with satisfaction that Kron and Atran had diligently executed orders, and together with all their men they were still to wait for their commander in the center of the arena.

Dag sighed, thinking of the thousand variants that could have happened during the test to which those men were about to submit, who, judging by their appearance, all looked like warriors of the same Clan.

"What's going on, Dag? Do you have any other concerns?" Freydis asked, who was as impatient as they were to know the truth behind those men's faces.

"No, no perplexity... I'm just thinking about how a man from another Clan managed to get into Tungvek... Lies Of Loki are just sneaky beings, just as Kron described them yesterday during his lesson" he replied his head in the clouds and continued to harbor hatred for the men he would finally face the next day.

"Hello everyone and welcome back to Tungvek, noble warriors of the Outposts!" Kranus exclaimed, opening his arms and cordially greeting his men, who responded with a smile and reciprocated the greeting in so many different ways, finally feeling at home.

"I feel compelled to notify you of what is going to happen to our Clan in the next few days, starting tomorrow. Yesterday, I, your two leaders, and these two boys behind me went inside the underground city of the Claws Of Fenrir, carved into one of the mountains that make up the Randt Mastiff. The city is called Rock Prison and their boss, Bloodfang, dwells there" the old mage said, beginning the speech and trying to notice anomalies in the men's expressions in front of him, who instead seemed very interested in the speech and listened intently.

"We only went into a group of five because our mission was diplomatic." 

"Uh? What did the commander say?!" 

"Diplomatic?! What does that mean?!" 

"They met their leader and didn't even try to kill him?!" 

The voices' volumes of the men of the two Outposts increased as Kranus' speech paused.

"I know it may seem absurd to you, because I myself have forced you to live away from Tungvek all these years, only to keep wolf warriors at bay and keep their ferocity away from your families and children, safe in Tungvek... but what we managed to achieve yesterday will forever change the fate of our Clan and our people... it is precisely since yesterday, in fact, that we and the Claws Of Fenrir have decided that we will fight together against the Lies Of Loki, who for centuries have controlled most of the territories of the west with violence and have seized the two largest cities in the nation, one of which was the true home of the people of Bloodfang." 

"What?!" 

"Have we become allies?!" 

"But how is that possible?! We allies of those bastards who killed hundreds of our men?!" 

"Why did they do such a thing without informing us before?!" 

The dissent of the soldiers, who all that time had lived with the sole goal of exterminating every werewolf they met along the way, grew further and the crowd became almost uncontrollable. 

"Order! Soldiers, order! Your commander is still talking! Silence!" Atran yelled, turning to them and waving his arms to be noticed.