A fair bet

Erik was about to answer that bet, but was stopped by a sudden and sickening pain in his chest.
Looking down, he saw the blade of a Valkyrie sticking through his left chest.
Even before he knew his lung was punctured, he felt a more agonizing sensation.
A darkness fell over his eyes, locking him from the outside and his friends. Taking a breath, he felt a rush of cold air.
"What is this sorcery?"
A cold blue flame appeared in his view.
"Come with me, you will know peace from this realm and all others. It is my sacred duty to offer you safe transport."
Erik shook his head in confusion. Was this the Valkyrie?
"I free all from the pain of the mortal world, to live with the Gods in Valhalla."
Erik retracted his outstretched hand.
To live with the Gods.
To feast at their side.
To be their equal.
He felt a heat growing in his chest, flowing over him in great waves.
"The Gods are all two-faced prideful pig sows!!"
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A monstrous hand grabbed behind to grip the Valkyries' wings, catching by surprise.
A fiery glow flowed over the Jotun as an unearthly roar came from him. Charging forward, he jumped from a boulder and smashed the once heavenly figure,as well as a massive chunk of the cliff face, sending a cascade of stone and rubble on top of the other Valkyries.

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