{REALM: YGGDRASIL}
{DEPTH 30}
{STEPHEN POV}
"We finally made it..." Stephen panted as she set foot on the final Depth of the current Realm. "I... I didn't think we'd escape, but we managed..."
"That's assuming we outran that monster," the viking, Skuld as he had learned his name was, panted beside him. The barbarian was just as disheveled as he was, not that it was any surprise after everything they've been through. "To think that I would be fighting side by side with an enemy... I only hope that Odin can forgive me."
Stephen couldn't help but scoff at the viking's stupid words. Odin didn't even exist. Hell, it was already proven that the only gods that existed were the gods that were currently with them facilitating this Game. And even then, he was pretty sure that they weren't as powerful as they told themselves to be. Or at least, that was what he had observed based on what Astra had done so far.
