Samira's enormous blade tore through the last monster with enough force that the impact opened a deep line in the ground covered with dirty snow. The beast, an elongated creature with dark hide, curved fangs, and disproportionate front legs, fell several meters ahead, dragging its body until it struck a broken tree. For a few seconds, it still tried to move, its muscles trembling by instinct, but Samira spun the greatsword over her shoulder and lowered the tip to the ground beside her, without needing to attack again. The creature stopped.
Silence returned to the outskirts of Asgard.
Or almost.
