A few minutes ago...
Just when Stygian diverted his gaze from Fenrir and the others and turned towards Alban, Jormungandr, who'd been captivated by the unfolding event with great interest, felt an irresistible force grip him. Before he could react, he was whisked towards Fenrir and the others with startling speed.
Ymir, the biggest among the four, effortlessly pulled Jormungandr towards himself with his spell, with a flick of his mighty hand caught his neck, and lifted him like a chicken with an emotionless expression.
"F*ck! What the hell are you doing?" Jormungandr, kicking his legs in the air while trying to break free from Ymir's grasp, exclaimed angrily.
