'Surtr…!'

Fenrir stiffened after hearing that name.

After all, even she was aware of him. The King of the Fire Giants, and the one who's destined to burn down the World Tree Yggdrasil with his flames, Surtr!

At the same time, she realized that the situation had turned from being almost wrapped up to the worst possible outcome there is.

[T-That…]

The fire giant Vulcanus spoke in stutters, scared of the great being despite being the same race as he was. He kept his forehead planted to the ground, trembling as he continued.

[It's that bitch, Fenrir, who beat me up, oh great King, Lord Surtr! Please, please avenge your loyal subject…!]

"Fenrir…?" Surtr pondered, his head tilted to one side. "Sounds familiar… Ah! You mean that wolf which the old man had sealed?"

Slowly, the man's gaze turned toward Fenrir.

His golden eyes glowed with curiosity. But more than that, his gaze released a powerful oppression that made even the giant wolf tremble.

"Oh, it's true." Surtr said casually. "And it even has the first seal unleashed… No wonder you lost, Vulcanus. You're weak, after all."

The next moment, his figure appeared before Fenrir's nose.

It happened in an instant. Even without blinking, Fenrir didn't catch his movements at all.

"Still… There's no way that scared old man would release the seal. Did someone else among the gods help out…? Loki perhaps…?"

"…!"

Fenrir's blood froze.

Having such a powerful being stand inches from her face literally was equivalent to getting a death sentence! Her mind was shouting at her to take the initiative. However, her instincts were keeping her actions at bay.

She knew that if she showed hostility, even slightly, she would be dead!

"Hnnn…"

But despite his proximity, Surtr didn't do anything. He simply stared at Fenrir with unbridled curiosity and interest, almost as if finding a new toy he could play with.

"Well, I'm not really inclined to clean up after my kin's mess." He shrugged before flying a short distance further from Fenrir. "Still, as their King, it's my duty to at least do the part."

He slowly raised his right hand, showing three fingers raised.

"Since I don't really want to kill you, who is destined to kill that pesky old man… I'll give you thirty seconds. Run as far as you can during that time. If you can outrun me and hide for another thirty seconds, then I won't pursue you any further."

Fenrir realized that this was her only chance.

She knew that, as a great being, Surtr wouldn't go back on his words.

Slowly, she nodded her head in agreement, which put a smile on Surtr's face.

"Great! Then, the timer starts… now!"

And at his signal, Fenrir ran.

No, more like she cut space and moved as far as possible, catching up with Axel's Humvee, which was now about ten kilometers away. She closed the distance that took them minutes in just two seconds!

The moment she intercepted the vehicle, she quickly returned to her humanoid form and grabbed the car from behind, lifting it as if it weighed the same as a feather.

"Sorry, Master. I'll explain everything later! We need to move!" She roared, unsure if Axel could hear her or not.

Then, the next moment, she cut through space once more.

This time, even further. Deeper into the Red Zone, as much as possible. She reasoned that if she ran towards the Witch's land, it might lead to great collateral damage later. After all, she had already been reprimanded for causing great damage once, so she tried to comply with it as much as she could.

Fenrir didn't save her skills, spamming them as much as she could.

Every activation took 0.2 seconds, and movement about 0.1 seconds. Within that time, she moved several dozen kilometers further. However…

'It's not enough…! I need to go even faster…!'

Fenrir feared that she was still being way too slow.

She pushed herself beyond her limit, cutting the distance through space further than she should have been capable of. She was jumping through several dozen kilometers in one go, and repeating that tens of times per second.

Blood dripped down her nose from exerting herself, but still, she didn't stop… until twenty-five seconds later, when she finally ran out of juice and fell.

The Humvee slipped out of her hand, rolling forward as she fell on her knees, gasping for air.

"Haaa… Haaa… Ha…"

The time that Surtr gave was thirty seconds, and now, it was almost up. In short, he was coming for them now!

"Fenrir!" Right then, Axel got out of the Humvee and rushed to her side. "You… I don't know what's going on, but we need to escape, right?" He asked.

However, Fenrir was too busy catching her breath, trying to recover as much as possible, to even reply… until Axel forced a bottle of recovery potion into her mouth and tilted it up, along with her head, forcefully.

"…!"

In moments, her fatigue disappeared. Although she wasn't injured during battle, even her tired muscles felt refreshed now! Furthermore, even her "old wounds" had vanished like a lie!

"T-This is…!"

She remembered Axel using that same potion before, bringing him back from near-death multiple times. However, she never thought it was actually something so mystical that even she was healed fully by just one vial of it!

"Now, drink this one too!"

Axel continued, passing another bottle with a different-colored liquid.

Unlike the blue Recovery Potion, this time, it was a clear orange—a mana potion! Fenrir didn't ask, didn't question Axel, and simply did as told, chugging the potion's contents in one go.

"Master!"

Then, she quickly grabbed Axel and pushed him inside the Humvee by throwing him against the glass window on the back!

Of course, it was painful, and of course, Axel was injured from it. However, Fenrir knew that she couldn't waste time.

Her thirty-second head start was way too "short" to outrun a being as powerful as Surtr. In fact, it was a distance that he should be able to cover if he was even a little "serious"!

As soon as she confirmed Axel was inside, she carried the Humvee once again and restarted what she was doing from before.

Cutting through space and jumping several dozen kilometers in one go!

As she continued, she didn't stop counting either.

She made sure that each second passed and that she moved to a different position.

To maximize distance, they were only going in a straight line, however. Predictable, but at the same time, the fastest.

"…!"

At the twenty-eight-second mark, Fenrir felt the presence of someone powerful approaching rapidly.

At the pace the presence was closing in, it'd reach them in a short time!

"Kuh…!"

She bit her lip and went even faster than before.

She pushed her limits, activating her skill at a proficiency that was more than ten times what it should be at the first seal release state.

Their vision blurred past as she continued to move… until…

"Game over."

Surtr's voice rang from right behind her.

And a bloody hand peeked out of Fenrir's chest.

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