Clover
They were going to die. She was sure of it. They were going to be decimated before they could eventually begin their quest. Both Vita and Talon were in the skies trying to avoid the large tidal waves while Carillion, Cassius, Sirius and Clover were on solid ground. The Captain of the ship had turned around and anchored in the slightly calmer waters a mile out. Clover had abandoned her cloak, holding on to her two daggers. The blades each the length of her forearms. What were they going to do? How were they going to defeat a beast this size?
With every strike that Talon laid he was pushed back, with every foot closerthat Vita flew another wave nearly took her down. The jormungandr's large body rose and fell out of the water. Its ear piercing roars vibrated the skies around them. T
