Thor's Duel With Hrungnir ( A Retelling )
To The Rescue
" Sound the alarm ! Sound the Alarm !! " Thjalfi screamed as he reined in Tanngrisner and Tanngnjoster.
The Midgardian stopped Thor's golden cart in front of Heimdall, and waited for Heimdall to act. Thjalfi, however, did not like the reaction of the God.
The Silent Sentinel was unaccustomed to being ordered about by a mere human. With one hand he lifted the Midgardian off of the cart, and held him in the air by his throat.
" And who are you to command a God to do anything ? ! " Heimdall asked angrily.
Thjalfi flailed his arms and legs around and managed to speak despite being choked.
" Thor is in trouble ! " Thjalfi managed in a hoarse voice.
Heimdall's eyes widened, and he released the human, who fell back into the cart with a dull thud.
" What has happened ? !" Where is the Thunder God ? ! " Heimdall asked in rapid fashion.
Thjalfi choked a few times before answering.
" Thor defeated the Giant Hrungnir, but he was injured in the duel by the Jotun's hone. Now.... now he is pinned under Hrungnir's leg, and I fear that the Jotuns will attack the defenseless Thor ! " he told Heimdall excitedly.
Heimdall quickly helped the human up.
" And where is he ?! Where !! " Heimdall screamed at the Midgardian.
Thjalfi recoiled slightly from the God's anger before replying.
" Grjotunagardar ! He is in Grjotunagardar in the land of the Giants !! " Thjalfi screamed back at the God.
Heimdall, without delay, took the famous gjallarhorn off of his belt, and blew it in short bursts. The sound carried throughout Asgard, and was so loud that Thjalfi had to cover his ears.
Odin was the first to arrive. As he sat on his great horse Sleipnir he looked down at Heimdall and asked a single question.
" Ragnarok ? " he asked almost in a whisper.
Heimdall shook his head.
" No my Lord ! Thor is injured and in danger of being attacked by Jotuns at Grjotunagardar ! " Heimdall spoke out clearly.
As Heimdall blew his horn again Odin rode away, for he needed to hear no more !
Tyr was the next to reach the gates of Asgard.
" Pray tell me what is wrong mighty Heimdall ? " the God of War asked.
" Thor is in danger in Jotunheim ! " he told Tyr in between short bursts on his horn.
Tyr looked over at the human who was standing on Thor's cart and asked:
" Do you know the way son ? "
" Yes ! " he shouted confidently.
Tyr jumped onto the cart, then reached down and picked up the reins. He handed them to Thjalfi and pointed straight ahead.
" Then you will take me there NOW !! " the God of War demanded.
As Thjalfi turned the cart around, and headed back down the Rainbow Bridge, Heimdall saw more and more of the Aesir and Vanir Gods off in the distance heading his way. The Guardian of Asgard continued to blow the gjallarhorn until his fellow Aesir reached his eternal post.
When Odin spotted Thor trapped on the ground, helplessly under the Jotun's leg, he kicked Sleipnir harder than he had ever hit his prize horse before. Off in the distance, however, Odin saw something much more ominous. Several dozen Jotuns, armed to the teeth, were approaching quickly, and they looked ready for battle !
Odin did not wait for Sleipnir to come to a complete stop before sliding off of his saddle. He landed on the ground with a dull thud that reverberated through the surrounding mountains. Odin ran in front of his defenseless son and planted Gungnir in the ground at his side.
" No Jotun will make it pass me ! This I promise my son ! " he told Thor who looked up at his father with a groggy expression upon his face.
Moments later a cart pulled up next to Odin, and Tyr jumped out brandishing his double bladed axe .
" You are not alone my Lord ! " Tyr told Odin as he followed Odin's stare to the Jotuns off in the distance.
Thjalfi made no such bold statement as he jumped off of the cart, and drew his sword. His bravery was not lost on Odin, however, who grinned, and nodded his approval to the human.
The Jotuns did not slow down their advance when they spotted only one God standing defiantly in the distance. Three, however, gave them cause for a pause. And when another God rode up on a shining bristled boar, they halted their advance and decided to rethink their boldness. Finally, when they spotted a whole army of Gods on the horizon behind those who had already arrived they decided that discretion was the better part of valor, and they scattered like rats before an oncoming flood.
Freyr grinned as he stopped his great golden boar Gullinborsti next to Tyr.
" I do believe that we have scared them off great Tyr ! " Freyr told the God of War with a small chuckle.
Tyr swung his axe at the ground embedding it all the way up to the handle in the frozen earth.
" I wanted to do battle ! I wanted to kill Jotuns this day ! ! " Tyr roared like a lion.
Odin placed his hand on Tyr's shoulder.
" There will be other days, and other battles, my old friend ! " he assured the angry God.
Freyr dismounted his boar and walked over to Thor who lay face down in the snow.
" Now that the danger has passed I believe that it is time that we help out our good friend Thor. " Freyr told his fellow Aesir.
Odin laughed !
" Yes ! Shall we see who is strong enough to remove the Jotun's leg off of my brave son ? " Valfather replied.
Tyr was the first to try, but after several futile attempts he admitted defeat, and gave way to Freyr who did no better. Odin shook his head and grinned from ear to ear.
" Let me show you how it is done my friends ! " Odin told them confidently.
Odin spit on both of his hands, and then grabbed hold of the huge leg of the Jotun. He lifted with all his might, but the leg did not budge one little bit. Red faced, and tired from the effort, the Lord of Asgard finally let go of the huge leg and walked away.
As the Gods arrived one by one each tried to lift Hrungnir's leg off of Thor's body. Delling, Dagr, Odr, Heimdall, Hermod, Forseti, Bragi, Ullr, Vidar, Vali and even Loki tried to lift the leg but failed. The Gods felt that this had become a game, but Thor was becoming very angry .
Sif was one of the last of the Aesir to arrive. With her she had in tow Thor's sons Modi and Magni.
To the amusement of the Gods, the eldest, Modi, tried to lift the Jotun's leg as well. After a light - hearted bout of cheering the Gods began to laugh at the youngster. Magni did not like the Gods laughing at his brother ! The three year old, who was larger than many of the Aesir, grabbed hold of the dead Jotun's leg, and flung it off of his father as though it weighed no more than a feather. The Gods quickly became silent ! Magni slowly looked each of the Gods in the eyes before speaking to his father in a sarcastic tone.
" It is a shame that Sif did not bring me sooner father, for I believe that I could have killed the Giant with one punch if I had faced him ! "
As Thor struggled to his feet he looked over at his father with an angry stare, and then patted his son Magni on the head for all the Aesir to see !
- End Chapter 11
- Next : Chapter 12 : Groa's Spell
- Glenn Bergen, ( Ravensheart ), © Copyright, 2015.