The Coolest Third Year Of Brynhildr Academy [Part 2]

“Oh dear, these people do look scary.” The Old Man laughed. “But, seriously, George, why haven’t you beaten these dolts already? Have you not bonded with the God of War Axe yet?”

“Hah?” I looked at the Old Man as if he had gone crazy. “Gramps, this is really not the time to be talking nonsense. These people are bad news! Run while you still can!”

“George, my boy, can’t you hear it?” the Old Man inquired with a mischievous smile on his face. “Your Axe is trying to talk to you, why are you not paying attention to it?”

Just as I was about to ask the Old Man what kind of weed he was smoking, a faint voice reached my ears. At first, it was faint. But as I focused my attention to it, the voice that were reaching out to me became louder.

"Guardian of the people, Ruler of the Sky,

In the heart of the brave, justice takes flight.

My master was Perun, a Deity without shame.

If you want my power, give me a name.

So heed the call, let courage bend,