The Fires of Muspelheim by Matt Larkin

Author:Matt Larkin
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Incandescent Phoenix Books
Published: 2018-11-08T00:00:00+00:00

As it turned out, Jörmungandr was really, really fucking long.

Running for miles over a brine-reeking, slick, scaled beast was not only a little tiring, it was … ugh, what was that word? Disheartening! Just how long could this thing really be?

Huffing, Thor faltered a moment. There, a hundred feet more, that looked like its head. Great horn-like spines rising out of the water, taller than towers. The biggest rose straight up from its back, but other curving horns jutted out at other angles, like the whole head was a forest of misshapen spires.

And this thing could’ve eaten a fucking longship.

Thor stood there, hesitating, gaping at the thing. What was wrong with him? Had he gone craven? All he had to do was rush in there and beat the creature to death with his hammer … which suddenly felt like someone trying to stab Thor with the clipped end of a fingernail.

Thor worked his shoulders.

All right.

All right.

He’d eaten from the hearts of four dragons. He held the mightiest weapon in the world.

And also, he was Thor.

Not many could say that.

“All right, then.” He unstrapped Mjölnir. As soon as he touched the hammer’s haft, its awesome power flooded into him, eroding even that tiny hint of doubt that had cropped up in his mind.

Thor was no craven.

If it lived, he could kill it.

He worked his arms. He cracked his neck. He bellowed a war cry.

The serpent didn’t even bother looking at him.

Hardly mattered. Thor charged forth, Mjölnir raised over his head. He’d bash Jörmungandr’s brains in if it was the last thing he ever did.

Rushing forward, he charged around one of those great, towering spurs rising from the serpent’s spine. The thing had to be forty feet long, maybe longer. Roaring, Thor smacked the spire with Mjölnir as he passed.

Thunder crashed, the clap so loud his ears rung. Bolts of lightning leapt off the horn, crackling along flesh, jumping to other spurs. Scales exploded in a rain of gore and acidic blood.

And Jörmungandr bellowed.

The force of its roar had Thor stumbling, the sound so powerful it felt like his head would blast apart. It set his teeth hurting, feeling like they would crack. But the power of dragons ran through Thor, and he wasn’t done yet.

Continuing forward, he slammed Mjölnir into another horn, unleashing a web of lightning that erupted all around him in blinding chains of power. The serpent’s flesh burned, peeled, and ruptured, unleashing geysers of blood in Thor’s wake.

“Who’s big now?” Thor shouted, unable to even hear his words over the ringing in his ears.

He couldn’t hear, but he could feel the serpent roaring once more, the power of it sending vibrations through Thor’s whole body.

And then Jörmungandr reared up, spun around.

Its bulk surged, creating waves the size of mountains crashing over the islands below. It twisted around, trying to catch sight of Thor, though he was too close to its head. He fell, tumbling through the air, before colliding with a scale his attacks had blown loose.

He caught it.

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