When the news of the battle arrived to Lord Kall, he couldn’t believe it. How come his elite armies had been destroyed just like that ? Who was responsible for such a disaster ? His anger rose, and rose, and rose … Nobody would prevent him to become the next Pantokrator, nobody would stand in his path ! What did they believe these one-eyed creatures, that they could kill the elite of his army and get away with it ? What did they believe his so-called war council, that they could ruin his plans with their stupidity ? NO ! NO ONE WOULD STAND IN HIS WAY !

And as his wrath grew, a hidden power awoke in him and the magics surrounding his prison started to crumble. And the mountain itself in which he was imprisoned started to crumble too. And in a scream of rage, a wave of raw power went from the heart of the mountain to its top, making it explode like a volcano. And emerging from the fumes was Lord Kall, surrounded by an aura of such power that no living being, nor any god, would have dared to approach him in this moment. And in a sharp gesture, he opened the gates of reality and through the paths of Ether moved instantly from his former prison to the Grand Temple of Helheim.

The words of his arrival spread like the wind. Here he was their beloved god, in flesh and bones ! Here he was Lord Kall, Shining boat of Heaven, God of the Sacred Eye, Opener of the Wells, He who make clear the way ! Soon every single Noble and Priest was there. All those who came started to celebrate a mass in his honour. In face of this devotion, Lord Kall’s rage slowly fell down and vanished … together with His people, he mourned for the deads of his army, together with his people he rejoiced for his freedom.

And as this memorable ceremony came to its end, he was as determined as ever. True they had lost a battle, but they had not lost the war. His enemies would soon learn that no one stands in the way of Helheim and Lord Kall.

From the smoldering mountain will come out the jailed one
He will be worshiped by the ladies beyond