CCCXXI. The Possibilities

"Yes, I still can't believe it. It wasn't easy, but it seems my ideas are finally beginning to come true. Fortunately, even the Crows Of Odin's Masters, at first reluctant mainly because of my young age, accepted the proposed alliance. It took two great battles to earn my trust! Hahaha!" Dag chuckled, venting to his Master, sure that he would understand his emotions.

"I already know everything. Skjegg's two messengers told me in detail about both the recent battle against the Jotunns and the previous one, to save the poor Freydis from the Horns Of Heimdallr... my girl, can you please get closer, if you don't mind?" Egill asked, making a hand gesture to Freydis, who without thinking twice, got up from the wooden chair and approached him.

"Can you show me the wound?" 

"Do you mean... "that wound?" she asked, looking at Egill and then Dag, who nodded.