บท 362: 190. Donn O’ Donnchadha (Part One)

Translated by A Passing Wanderer

Edited by RED

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All the Jötnar froze in place. There was no need to even mention Surtr's current state, either.

An eerily familiar presence could be felt coming from the Skeleton King's figure, right before their eyes.

-But how? How can this even...?-

Only one being in this entire world could emit that distinct aura. It was none other than the Frost Giant, Hrímr!

Indeed, this presence belonged to that creature, one of the four Kings of the Giants.

Surtr's eyes trembled unsteadily. Its gaze landed on the space visible beyond the Skeleton King's icy armour and the ribcage.

A powerful aura encased in frost was swirling and spinning around inside there. A thing resembling Hrímr could be seen imprisoned within, crying out desperately.

The Frost Giant's soul had been trapped within the Skeleton King's body, its power gradually being stolen away.