“WOLF AHOY!” Shouted Breadtalk.

“Yea man look at him.. How big is he if we can see him from even this distance?” Beathoven commented

“Wolf."

“Holy shit what in the world can hold him down in that place for so long?” I asked

“Wolf."

“I'm coming for you master!” Soup said.

“Wolf.”

“Okay Breadtalk we get it he's a wolf just what is your problem?” asked Horse.

“Wolf. Hahaha nah I'm just trying to pretend to be a dog. It's quite fun!” Breadtalk said.

Soup jumped on Breadtalk followed by me then Beathoven and Longbean. Horse was busy slapping Breadtalk while he was being pinned down by 4 guys. 

“No laughing remember!” said Horse with what I swear was one of the most sinister smiles I've ever seen across a pretty girl's face. With each slap she gave Breadtalk gave progressively louder woofs. Finally he woofed so loud his voice cracked in the middle and went off pitch and I swear since I couldn't see anything much it was just like a dog just orgasmed. All of us laughed which meant even more slapping.

Our nut flew towards Fenrir at top speed and we landed on the icy plains near him. I looked back to check if all the nuts were following us and sure enough 999 nuts took our bearings and were manouvering their way here.

We rushed out of the nut in order to rescue Fenrir but the moment we stepped out of the nut, reality hit us in that moment. Everyone was taken aback. Fenrir was about the size of... Well let's see. If you were a normal human being, just put 100 skyscrapers together horizontally one on top of the other. That was the size of Fenrir.

“OMG MASTER YOU GREW BIGGER!” Soup exclaimed as he shifted into lycan form and ran towards his master.

“You fucking retard I was always this big. Well unless you count my babyhood. Just hurry up and get me out of this. It's something magical and cannot be broken by brute force no matter how many times I've tried.

It was the legendary Gleipnir. The only fetter in existence which could hold back a wolf the size of a mountain. Upon closer inspection, I realised that Gleipnir was crafted out of extremely sturdy material as well as enchanted by mana so pure I could only ravel at the craftsmanship. They didn't cut any ends making this fetter to hold down the wolf god. 

Soon, many of the Carnivalists touched down in their nuts and disembarked from their penises to enjoy the glorious and breathtaking scene. One of the biggest names known to players all around the world. The wolf god himself, Fenrir, being held down by Gleipnir on his hind right foot. It was a sight to behold. It was like watching Mariah Carey sing or watching Messi or Ronaldo play soccer or Roger Federer playing tennis live in front of you. You can do nothing but try to take everything in and appreciate this very moment. Unless of course you were Breadtalk.

He was busy flying towards Fenrir's head using his weapon from Loki's armoury. He landed on the top of Fenrir's head and begun to do what he does best. Experiment the weirdest things possible that came to his mind. He went to kick Fenrir in the eye which caused Fenrir to howl so loudly that everyone almost closed their ears with both hands and almost went death.

He then proceeded to bounce around Fenrir's snout and flutter his wings directly in front of Fenrir's nose. Fenrir let out a sneeze so large that Breadtalk flew about 100m in the direction of the sneeze and the snot covered his wings so he just flew like a ball and crash landed into a glacier.

“So... I guess vital spots still work on the gods. We can still poke em in the eye and make them sneeze we have a chance guys!” Breadtalk yelled from the hole in the glacier I presume he was now nestled in, unable to recover from the typhoon he was just a part of.

The rest of us then decided to do our job. Gleipnir was made out of 6 materials, each enchanted highly by a certain branch of magic. Soup was a master blacksmith so he could identify the components of Gleipnir. He identified 6 different solids. Orihalcon, Adamantium, Diamond, Steel, Mithril and Carbon. I on the other hand could identify what went into the production of this fetter. Around the exterior was highly dense, immensely pure earth mana. It was made rock solid, rock hard and rock heavy. The chains were enchanted with ice mana, the make sure the metal stays cool, hard and contracted. There was also electrical mana within the earth mana to give Fenrir shocks whenever he moved to prevent him from moving too much. Gravity mana was dense within the extreme interior of the bound encasing Fenrir's hind right foot. It was supposed to weigh his foot down to prevent him from being able to exert strength. Light and darkness mana was stored within the whole invention in order to balance and counteract any opposing force from the outside should there be any interference. It was well made. 

Soup took out his greatsword and used power strike. He tried it on what looked to be the brittlest part of the invention already. The chains. After his sword landed on the chain, the light and darkness mana counteracted with the force and blew Soup backwards. I think the more force you put in, the further you fly. Thus, Soup landed somewhere considerably close to Breadtalk whom I think was just taking a nap now.

“Should I summon Surtr?” Beathoven turned and asked me.

“No. You can only summon him once a day you shouldn't use him here lest there is an emergency later. Is there any way we can break this? Physically this chain is so freaking solid already the only thing we can resort to is high quality spells.” I said to him.

Then we realised and all of us looked to the same person. 

“Yes?” Macaroni replied to our stares.

Moments later, Macaroni was casting only her most powerful spells onto the chains of Gleipnir. With mana intuition, I could tell that the mana within those chains were more than strong enough to withhold the attack, even though the fire spells Macaroni was using was already the best against the ice natured chains.

“Fuck this is like fighting our first boss fight all over again. It's impossible! How can we do this?” Beathoven sulked.

My thoughts went back towards the first boss fight. It was against none other than fuzzywuzzy who looked the most hurt now because his master was chained up directly in front of him and he couldn't do anything to help. During that time we only barely won because we managed to dispel his regeneration. This chain didn't use anything like regeneration though. It was just a huge density of mana packed into the chains which prevented outside interference. 

We need a huge amount of purely condensed mana to even try to have a shot of breaking one of the links of the chain. Where the hell can we get someone to.. WAIT OF COURSE. HOLY FUCK I'M SMART!

“Beathoven! We can do this! All we have to do is-”

A rumbling sound broke my exclamation mid-sentence. The heavens literally split. There was a crack in the sky. All of a sudden, pegasus with chariots rained down from the sky, heading towards our fortress of nuts in the plains. I could tell from mana intuition all of them were strong. All of them were of light based mana. All of them were soldiers of about level 300. All of them, were Aesir. 10,000 chariots illuminating the sky instead of penises. It was a good change of pace.

This was the moment. Ragnarok has officially started.

“EVERYONE! TO YOUR BATTLE POSITIONS!” I hollered. 

Everyone had been assigned groups and positions over the last 3 months before the fight in our intensive training sessions. Each group was built to be independent such that they could function in any situation given the volatile situation of Ragnarok where more than one fight could break out at different parts of the world. The training paid off as within 10 seconds, everyone already found and gathered with their group members and took their fighting positions. Soup and Breadtalk also rushed back to our side but Soup still looked slightly stunned whereas Breadtalk was busy trying to wear his pants. I had no idea why he took out his pants but still. He did it.

I pulled Beathoven near me and told him the plan.

Suddenly, every single Carnivalist in the quest received a notification.

You've been invited to join Jinx's party. Do you agree?

Yes | No