Immediately after Terron made the bet with Metatron, he went to go see his brother, Huron, who was resting in his personal bed chambers.

Terron raised his head as he admired the pristine and majestic doorway of Huron's bed chambers. He couldn't help but chuckle, however, once he thought about the old, rusty door of his log cabin in the Northern Mountains. His thoughts then strayed leading him to think about his favorite couch, favorite pot and the fur coats he personally made.

Realizing his mind was wandering, he quickly shook his head and cleared his thoughts. He then took a look at the door once more before pushing it open, only for his eyes to be greeted by a completely white room with a single grand looking window with a view of the lands of Heaven, and a simple bed in the middle.

And on the bed, Terron saw Huron, sitting up while looking at him with a confused expression on his face. Huron then asked,

"Why are you here, brother…?"

Feeling apologetic, Terron scratched the back of his head as he replied,

"I just wanted to ask if you were done with that little favor I asked you to do for me…"

Realizing what Terronbwas talking about, Huron's eyes suddenly narrowed as he got up from his bed and said,

"Crafting a weapon using the material of Baal's sword is not what I would call a little favor…"

Huron then tore a small rip in space and pushed his hand through it. And after a short while, he pulled his arm back out and was now holding a dark orb, radiating purple light. He then threw it towards Terron, making him catch it and say,

"Thank you."

Terron then closely observed the object Huron gave him and watched it with keen interest as he noticed its quasi-solid form.

He then looked at Huron and said,

"I won't be coming to Heaven for a while after this. Just thought I should tell you… Also… I know those Demons are causing a bit of a ruckus down there on Earth, but that doesn't mean you should be at every battle that happens… Put those Archangels to work and force them to fight, even if they don't want to…"

Without waiting for Huron to say anything, Terron then turned his back on him and made his way to the door, but just as he was going to go through it, he stopped and said,

"I'll see you when I see you."

After saying those words, Terron immediately left, leaving Huron all alone. Huron then layed on his bed like he had previously done and stared at the ceiling, before muttering to himself,

"He didn't even close the door…"

* * *

After finishing his business with Huron, Terron immediately went back to Earth, to where he last saw Ocean, and just like he guessed, even after a few hours had passed, Ocean was still sitting on the same spot, leaning her back on a tree.

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Terron only thought it was naturally, however, because it was only normal for a mortal to react thay way when the unfathomable face of God has imprinted itself into your mind.

But even then, Terron thought that things shouldn't stay like this and thought about what he should do to make Ocean move. Flying up to the sky, Terron looked at the current happenings in the forest. In the North side, he saw near a hundred men, wearing dark plated armor, roaming around the forest. While in the West, he saw a group of men riding on Dire Wolves, frantically running through the forest.

"There's a story to this, I'm sure of it…"

After muttering to himself, he continued to look at the forest from birds eye view, when he noticed an injured Dire Wolf Pup near Ocean's location. Curious, Terron turned himself invisible and took a closer look at the pup, and after realizing its true identity, Terron had to admit that he was quite intrigued by what was happening here.

An idea then suddenly struck his mind, prompting him to quickly make his way to Ocean's location and planted the thought in her head that she was hungry, forcing her to stand up and move towards the puppy's direction. And after doing all he needed to do, Terron simply flew back to the sky and casted a spell on himself,

"Mutatio Forma: Aquilae."

Immediately after saying so, a brilliant flash of light bursted out from Terrons chest, consuming him. And after a while, when the light had died down, Terron's Angelic form could no longer be seen, and instead, it was replaced by a majestic eagle with feathers as white as snow.

Terron, now in the form of an eagle, then turned his gaze towards the group of Dire Wolf riders and quickly flew towards their direction.

* * *

"Bjorn, I just received a message from our Rangers, they said Ragnar made it out alive and that he's currently on the other side of the forest, they also said…. that Kravah didn't make it…."

A man riding on a Dire Wolf suddenly said as he brought down his communication device and turned his head towards Bjorn, his brother. Bjorn, after hearing this information, sighed as he lowered his head and said,

"That's another one of our leaders gone…"

Bjorn then stopped the Dire Wolf he was riding on, and turned to his tribesmen who were also riding their own Dire Wolves. He then said to them,

"By some miracle, the son of our Chieftain has managed to survive… So everyone, don't lose hope… spread out and search everywhere, I'm sure the Alpha's son is alive as well…"

After saying so, he suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder, prompting him to turn back and look at his brother, Baldur. Baldur didn't say anything, and instead, was pointing at something above them.

Curious, Bjorn shifted his gaze to where Baldur was pointing, only to see a majestic white Eagle, resting on a branch. Bjorn thought his brother made him look at it simply because it was a nice sight to look at, but when the eagle suddenly locked eyes with him, he started getting this strange feeling like it was trying to tell them something…

The eagle then suddenly unfurled its wings, flew towards another branch and stared at him, making Bjron turn to Baldur and ask,

"Baldur, correct me if I'm wrong, but that eagle is trying to lead us somewhere, right?"

"That seems to be the case…"

Baldur replied immediately, as he, too, started noticing the Eagle's strange behavior. Bjorn then turned to look at his tribesmen once more, wondering if it would be alright to follow the Eagles guidance, when he suddenly heard the bird's loud screeching.

His head snappily turned to the eagle, only to see that it had now moved to a different branch while still staring at him intently. Sighing, Bjorn decided to trust his gut feeling this time and said,

"Everyone, move out..!! We're following the bird..!!"

Immediately after saying so, the Dire Wolf Bjorn was riding on, instantly dashed forward, and chased the eagle with Bjorn's tribesmen closely following behind him.

They all ran together through the forest like a pack of wolves on a massive hunt as they closely followed the trail the eagle left behind, until finally, after minutes of nonstop running, the eagle finally stopped moving. They were now stationed near the edge of the forest, where just beyond it, they could see a vast and open field of grass, littered with snow. They were surprised, however, to find warriors of the Dark Iron Tribe surrounding a single woman.

Bjorn was wondering why that was the case when his eyes suddenly landed on the wolf pup below the woman's feet. Quickly realizing what was going on here, Bjorn looked at his tribesmen behind him with a serious look on his face, he gritted his teeth and said,

"Prepare for battle."

Bjorn's tribesmen then quickly brandsih Ed their weapons after hearing Bjorns command, and after making sure they were all ready, Bjorn suddenly yelled,

"Raiders..!! Charge..!!"

Bjorn then charged towards the Dark Iron Tribe's warriors with his tribesmen right behind him.

"ORRRRRAAAAAA——!!!"

"ORRRRRAAAAAA——!!!"

"ORRRRRAAAAAA——!!!"

The sound of his tribesmen's roars made its way to his ears as he brandished his sword and swung it at the nearest enemy. Bjorn's sword sliced cleanly through the warrior's exposed neck, immediately separating his head from his body. His Dire Wolf then lunged at another enemy with its sharp fangs bared and bit through his neck, crushing it and killing him instantly.

Bjorn looked around him as he continued charging, glad that his tribesmen were doing well, when all of a sudden, from the corner of his vision, he saw a woman wearing a crude, fur coat and a sword on her hand, dashing through the enemy lines.

Bjorn turned to look at the direction she was heading towards, only for his eyes to go wide when he saw a man with horns on his helmet. What surprised him even more was the woman was charging towards him with zero signs of fear. Feeling something surge up from within him, Bjorn yelled in a booming voice,

"Push through...!!"