The cold wind continued to blow across the mountain range as the mountain slowly returned to silence after the battle.
Or at least… to the kind of silence possible after a colossal creature had just been beaten to death against a cliff.
The Wyvern's body remained partially sunk in the crater opened by Samira's last blow. Dark blood seeped slowly between the shattered rocks while smoke still rose from parts of the creature's broken scales.
The Asgardian soldiers avoided getting too close.
Smart of them.
Samira walked around the corpse, wiping the blood from her hands with a torn piece of her own clothing while breathing slowly, still trying to dissipate the absurd adrenaline of the combat.
She seemed dangerously satisfied.
Xyn remained seated on the destroyed trunk, dangling one leg in the air as she watched the men finish carefully securing the eggs to the reinforced transport structures.
Agnes continued to examine the Wyvern's body. More specifically, his condition.
