*Taking note of what Orthos has done Heimdall runs his swords through the creatures chest, near wear Orthos blade was now stuck.
The Creature slowed further.*
Heimdall: Damn I wished I brought my rifle.
*Idun tends to Aidan, bandaging his wound, and stablizing him (trying to that is)*
"Dulce bellum inexpertis."
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As Odin says in the Hovamal:
"Praise no day 'til evening; no wife 'til on her pyre; no sword 'til tested;
no maid 'til bedded; no ice 'til crossed;
no ale 'til drunk."