Opposite him stood another figure, cloaked in a black coat.Black hair drifted around him, as if untouched by gravity.
His right eye was sealed shut by a carved sigil.His left eye—dull, exhausted, hollow—stared endlessly into the void.
The one-eyed man slowly traced the air with his palm.
Particles of light gathered at his fingertips,assembling into symbols—European letters etched one by one into the super-dimensional space.
Yet these were not words.
They were runes—symbols known only through myth and legend.
The one who commanded them was Odin.