A Friend for Mimir

At the sight if these strangers, the camp became very tense. Dyvia had her hammer ready and Mimir was already pulling magic for offensive spells. His mood quickly changed at the mention of The Dagda.
“Dagda?? That old man is still with us?”
He had thought the Tuatha de Danaan had moved on, left these broken realms to places unknown.
Dyvia was quick to be suspicious however.
“How do we know they are telling the truth? Who’s to say they didn’t kidnap the others?”
Mimir paid little mind to her concerns, already getting things ready to move.
If it was a lie, these child warriors would pay. If not...... this would be one of the few beings from before that he wouldn’t have to duel or sign a blood oath with like Nidhoggr.