The final piece
While Dante fought on another battlefield, the scene in Fenrir's palace was one of strange and unsettling calm.
Fenrir, Loki's daughter, sat on the throne of the King of Werewolves, the heavy crown resting on her head, but her expression did not reflect glory or triumph. Instead, her eyes were distant, lost in deep and confusing thoughts. Around her, the setting was a grotesque reflection of her own uncertainty.
Velkan, the one who was supposed to be the King of Werewolves... was on all fours before her, with the empty gaze of a defeated animal. He acted like a submissive dog, waiting for orders from his new "Mistress."
Fenrir had simply decided that this foolish being would not be able to control anything, so she took his place, and now he crawled like a mutt, without any trace of pride or resistance. Velkan's advisors, once powerful and influential men, were all in the same humiliating position, on all fours like dogs, awaiting instructions.