The ghostly green flames ignited the fires of life within the sleeping Einherjar. Their dim souls, long fallen into the abyss of darkness, returned once more as the dead at the summons of Hela, the Death Goddess.
Ghostly green flames flickered within their shriveled eye sockets, like grim, eerie eyeballs that inspired a chilling terror.
These Einherjar warriors had once sacrificed themselves for the imperial glory of Asgard. Now, with heavy steps and thunderous war horns, they stood ready to charge their enemies fearlessly once again!
Armored and spear-bearing, the fully equipped Einherjar army surged forth like a black tide. They crawled up from beneath the earth and poured out of the royal hall of Asgard, intending to tear those insolent invaders to pieces!
"If you told them now that you were Odin's son, the prince of Asgard, and the kingdom's rightful heir, do you think these Einherjar warriors might let us go?"
Sean stepped onto the stairs, looking at the Einherjar army massed like black storm clouds before turning to Thor.
These dead, whose bodies had been laid to rest in Valhalla, had been awakened by the power of the Eternal Flame. They now obeyed only Hela's commands.
"Even if Father came back to life, these dead Einherjar might not stop."
Thor shook his head helplessly. Who could have imagined that Hela would resurrect these Asgardian warriors?
They had once followed Odin in conquering every land, only to be driven by Hela after death and turned into tools of slaughter in her hands.
"They have no idea what they're doing. They don't fear pain or death. They're no different from the undead."
Hearing Thor say that, Sean smiled and shook his head. He strode forward casually, as though the endless Einherjar army before him was nothing but air.
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