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But this draw toward the obnoxious warrior he’d previously fought warned him to be wary. There was something off about her.

So of course she saw through his glamour of invisibility and pointed. “Him! I told you. It wasn’t me. It washim.”

She must have done something to dissolve his magic since they suddenly seemed to see him.

And then they were giving chase, and just for fun, he ran.

Amused and inspired by the magic weapons they wielded, he had to laugh at all the swearing and hexing as they lobbed serious curses his way.

Now he had an excuse to get even with the aggravating valkyrie.

And no one knew revenge like a draugr raised in secret by Loki himself, god of mischief and all-around baller.

Rolf would very much show Ms. Lightning Eyes a very good time. Right before he drained her dry.