"The Doom That Came to Midgardland" (Flock'⁴⁴/ııı)

## Plot

In wide-eyed awe, Jonah and Hazel stood at the beginning of the intense and captivating episode, gazing upon the mesmerizing sight before them. Wulf, with his commanding presence, was accompanied by a mass of Old Gods, looming in the sky behind him, creating an awe-inspiring and breathtaking spectacle. The sheer power and grandeur of this scene momentarily left Jonah and Hazel speechless, their minds reeling with a mix of wonder and trepidation.

Without warning, Azif, fueled by a fierce determination to bring down Wulf, launched an unrelenting barrage of knife attacks. Each knife, thrown with precision and purpose, aimed to pierce through Wulf's defenses and strike at the heart of his power. However, to Azif's astonishment and dismay, Wulf's telekinetic force effortlessly shattered the knives, reducing them to nothing more than mere specks of dust in the wind. The display of power was both awe-inspiring and terrifying, leaving Azif momentarily frozen in disbelief.

But Azif, undeterred by his failed attempt, gathered his resolve and landed a final, powerful attack. Thrusting his mighty Lævateinn forward with all his might, Azif aimed to deliver a fatal blow that would finally bring Wulf to his knees. Yet, even this formidable weapon disintegrated under the sheer might of Wulf's telekinetic force. It was a shocking sight for Hazel and Jonah, who watched in horror as Azif examined his fingers, only to reveal that half of them had disintegrated, leaving behind fragments of bone. The pain and shock etched on Azif's face were palpable, as he stood in stunned silence, grappling with the overwhelming display of power he had just witnessed.

Meanwhile, Wulf, seemingly unfazed by Azif's failed attempt, calmly walked past him, exuding an air of confidence and control. His stride was purposeful and steady, as if he knew that victory was within his grasp. Hazel, seething with determination and a burning desire to confront Wulf, swiftly reached for his bullets, his fingers trembling with a mix of fear and resolve. With a steady hand and unwavering focus, he fired multiple shots towards Wulf, hoping against hope that his ammunition would prove effective against the overwhelming power before him.

Alas, Hazel's efforts were in vain. The sheer force of Wulf's telekinetic abilities proved too strong, shattering the bullets upon contact and rendering them useless. The sound of the bullets disintegrating echoed in the air, each shattered fragment a painful reminder of Hazel's own powerlessness in the face of Wulf's might. His heart raced with a mix of frustration and fear, yet he refused to surrender. Determined to protect those he cared for and seek justice against Wulf's reign of terror, Hazel continued to shoot, his finger pulling the trigger in an unyielding rhythm. But with each pull, the same result followed: his bullets shattered upon impact, leaving Hazel shaken and disheartened.

Meanwhile, Wulf's steady stride remained unbroken as he made his way towards the wooded area where an airship awaited. His confidence was unwavering, his eyes locked on the prize that awaited him. The sheer determination on his face sent shivers down the spines of Jonah and Hazel, who knew that time was of the essence. With a shared glance, they silently agreed that they couldn't let Wulf succeed in his nefarious plans.

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In a state of utter disbelief, Hazel and Jonah stood frozen as Azif inspected his fingers, shockingly revealing that they had disintegrated, leaving behind only remnants of bone. The sheer power displayed by Wulf had left Azif in stunned silence, grappling with the overwhelming force he had just witnessed. And yet, Wulf remained unperturbed by Azif's failed attempt, calmly striding past him with an unwavering air of confidence radiating from his very being.

Driven by an unwavering determination to face Wulf head-on, Hazel swiftly reached for his ammunition, his trembling fingers fumbling to load his weapon. With an adrenaline-fueled surge, he fired an onslaught of bullets towards Wulf, desperately hoping that his firepower would prove effective against the formidable foe before him. However, the immense telekinetic force emanating from Wulf effortlessly shattered each bullet upon contact, rendering Hazel's efforts futile.

The resounding echoes of the shattered bullets reverberated through the air, serving as a disheartening reminder of Hazel's powerlessness in the face of Wulf's overwhelming might. Despite the frustration and fear that threatened to consume him, Hazel refused to yield to defeat. His resolve unyielding, he continued to pull the trigger, each shot met with the same disheartening result - shattered bullets and a sense of helplessness that threatened to break his spirit.

Meanwhile, Wulf, undeterred by Hazel's futile attempts, maintained his steady stride towards the secluded wooded area where an airship patiently awaited his arrival. With every step, his confidence seemed to grow, solidifying his belief that victory was within his grasp. The unwavering determination etched on Wulf's face sent a chill down the spines of both Jonah and Hazel, who knew that time was of the essence.

In silent agreement, Jonah and Hazel exchanged a glance that conveyed their shared understanding of the task at hand. They could not allow Wulf to succeed in his nefarious plans. Hearts pounding, a mixture of fear and unwavering resolve coursing through their veins, Jonah and Hazel sprang into action. They knew that they had to find a way to overcome the seemingly insurmountable power that stood before them, for the sake of all they held dear and the pursuit of justice.

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Sensing the gravity of the situation and fully aware of the pressing need to outpace Wulf and secure their place on the airship, Jonah wasted no time and closely trailed behind Hazel, their synchronized footsteps echoing through the air like a desperate plea for speed. Each stride they took carried the weight of their shared mission, their determination palpable in the tense atmosphere that surrounded them. In that fleeting moment of profound shock and disbelief, Hazel's gaze locked with Jonah's, their eyes conveying a silent exchange of determination and shared understanding. In that unspoken connection, they both comprehended the vital importance of reaching their destination before their formidable adversary.

But as Hazel's eyes flitted skyward, a chilling sight greeted him, causing his heart to skip a beat in his chest. The Old Gods, ancient and powerful beings, loomed above them with an imposing presence. Their ethereal forms were wreathed in an eerie glow, casting an otherworldly aura that seemed to mock and taunt Hazel. Sinister smiles and twisted laughter emanated from their spectral figures, further intensifying the overwhelming sense of dread that permeated the air.

Fear threatened to consume Hazel's resolve, his mind momentarily paralyzed by the weight of the Old Gods' power. The realization of the immense challenge they faced, against beings who held dominion over forces beyond mortal comprehension, loomed over him like a dark cloud. Doubts whispered in his ear, tempting him to surrender to the seemingly inevitable fate that awaited them.

Yet, in the face of this overwhelming fear, an ember of rage ignited within Hazel, fueling his determination to defy the Old Gods and their malevolent influence. It was a primal instinct, a deep-seated fury that rose from the depths of his being. Summoning every ounce of strength and courage within him, Hazel cast aside the shackles of doubt and uncertainty that had momentarily held him captive. The flame of his defiance burned bright, its searing heat fueling his resolve to stand against the ancient beings that threatened their very existence.

With a surge of power, Hazel unfurled his majestic wings, their iridescent feathers catching the faint glimmer of hope that still lingered in the shadows. The weight of his determination settled upon his shoulders, and he felt a surge of energy coursing through his veins. It was a moment of liberation, a declaration of his refusal to bow before the oppressive presence of the Old Gods.

And so, with a primal scream that resonated through the very core of his being, Hazel launched himself into a furious assault against the Old Gods. His wings, a canvas of divine artistry, propelled him through the air with a grace and ferocity that defied mortal limitations. Each beat of his wings echoed with a resounding defiance, a testament to his unwavering spirit. With every knife he threw, he challenged the ancient beings, aiming for their vulnerable spots with precision and determination. The air crackled with the intensity of the battle, and the clash of mortal against god reverberated across the island.

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Meanwhile, Jonah, his mind racing with a singular focus on the imminent danger and the desperate race against time, made a swift and calculated decision. Recognizing that the immediate priority was to reach the airship and secure their escape, Jonah abandoned his momentary distraction and sprinted towards their sole means of salvation. Each stride propelled him closer to his goal, the pounding of his footsteps reverberating in his ears, a relentless rhythm driving him forward with an unyielding determination born from the urgency of their situation.

In this moment of chaos and uncertainty, as Hazel confronted the powerful forces of the Old Gods and Jonah raced towards the airship, their fates intertwined in a delicate balance between triumph and despair. The outcome of their endeavors remained uncertain, yet their unwavering resolve and unwavering unity in the face of adversity served as a beacon of hope, guiding their every action as they fought against the encroaching darkness and pursued their shared goal of survival and liberation.

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Meanwhile, Jonah's mind raced with a singular focus on the imminent danger and the desperate race against time. He knew that their immediate priority was to reach the airship and secure their escape. With a quick and calculated decision, Jonah abandoned any momentary distractions and sprinted towards their sole means of salvation. Each stride propelled him closer to his goal, the sound of his pounding footsteps reverberating in his ears like a relentless drumbeat, urging him forward with an unyielding determination fueled by the urgency of their situation. In this tumultuous moment of chaos and uncertainty, Hazel found himself engaged in a fierce and relentless battle against the powerful forces of the Old Gods. The Byakhee swooped down towards him, its menacing form lunging with deadly intent. With uncanny precision, Hazel aimed and fired, his shots finding their mark and repelling the creature's attack. But there was little time to celebrate this small victory as two more Old Gods, Kthanid and Mother Hydra, closed in on him. Reacting with lightning speed, Hazel hurled grenades, creating a momentary diversion and buying himself some much-needed breathing space. The explosions erupted around him, disorienting the Old Gods and allowing Hazel to maneuver through the chaos. But Kthanid, with its formidable tentacles, launched a relentless assault, its appendages lashing out with a ferocity that threatened to overwhelm Hazel.

Through sheer agility and quick thinking, Hazel managed to evade the onslaught, narrowly avoiding the grasp of Kthanid's lethal grip. Yet, even as he fought off Kthanid, Hazel's attention was divided, for behind him lurked Ycnágnnisssz and Crom Cruach, two more Old Gods hungry for his defeat. Ycnágnnisssz, with its immense size and brute strength, descended upon Hazel, delivering a bone-shattering blow that sent him reeling. Pain coursed through his body, threatening to weaken his resolve. But Hazel refused to succumb. Ignoring the searing agony, he summoned a reserve of strength and fought back, using every ounce of his willpower to break free from Ycnágnnisssz's grasp. As Hazel struggled against Ycnágnnisssz, Crom Cruach seized the opportunity to strike. Its jaws snapped with deadly precision, aiming for Hazel's vulnerable wings. With a desperate maneuver, Hazel managed to evade the majority of the bite, but not without consequence. The Old God's teeth grazed his wings, leaving behind a trail of torn feathers. The pain seared through him, a stark reminder of the perilous nature of their battle. Yet, despite the odds stacked against him and the pain coursing through his body, Hazel refused to yield. The fire within him burned brighter, his resolve unyielding. With a renewed determination, he pushed through the pain, his wings beating with a newfound strength. Each beat carried him further away from the clutches of the Old Gods, propelling him towards the airship where his comrade, Jonah, awaited.

As Jonah continued his relentless sprint towards the airship, he could hear the echoes of the battle behind him, the clashing of weapons and the roars of the Old Gods serving as a haunting symphony of chaos. Every fiber of his being urged him forward, an unbreakable will propelling him towards their only chance of survival. With each explosion and gunshot, Hazel fought off Ithaqua and Zstylzhemgni, two more Old Gods who sought to hinder his progress. Their attacks came with a ferocity that matched their insidious power, but Hazel refused to falter. He utilized his agility and quick thinking to jump longer and higher distances, evading their strikes and placing grenades strategically to create mass explosions. The force of the blasts reverberated through the air, momentarily disorienting the Old Gods and providing Hazel with a brief respite. In the midst of the chaos and tumult, Hazel unleashed a barrage of shots towards the imposing figure of Zoth-Ommog, his fingers tightening around the triggers of his guns with a desperate determination. As Hazel fired at Byakhee and Yidhra, who were attacking him, he managed to maneuver through their onslaught. In a swift display of skill, Hazel used his kicking abilities to strike Byatis, causing the creature to momentarily falter in the sky. However, his triumph was short-lived as Tsathoggua seized Hazel, capturing him with the help of Cthugha, Ghroth, and Glaaki, who restrained Hazel, causing him immense pain. Just as Hazel seemed doomed, Azif's knives came to his rescue, striking with precision and causing a powerful explosion that created an opportunity for Hazel to break free.

As Hazel made his escape, Zindarak and Azathoth unleashed a storm of flames, attempting to engulf him. With quick reflexes, Hazel managed to dodge the fiery assault and drew his guns once again, firing at Yibb-Tstll, who was right behind him. In a display of incredible speed, Zindarak flew towards Hazel, but a well-aimed knife thrown by Hazel caused a massive explosion, momentarily incapacitating Zindarak. Yibb-Tstll retaliated with a vicious acid attack, but Hazel skillfully avoided the corrosive substance, swiftly throwing a knife at Yibb-Tstll's third eye. As the battle continued, Hazel flew in a circular motion, trying to evade his relentless adversaries. However, Byakhee flipped onto Hazel, forcefully pushing him away, and Cxaxukluth grabbed him, attempting to prevent his escape. Despite the odds, Hazel managed to break free and flee, narrowly avoiding further harm. Tsathoggua jump up higher to restrain Hazel as Hazel used his flipping speed to get away from Tsathoggua, But in a cruel twist of fate, as his bullets found their mark, he found himself ensnared by the relentless grasp of Cyäegha's tentacles, their vice-like grip constricting around him, crushing the air from his lungs and rendering him defenseless. With an ominous force, Cyäegha hurled Hazel to the unforgiving ground, the impact sending a cloud of dust swirling around him, obscuring his vision and leaving him disoriented.

In this moment of vulnerability, Hazel found himself encircled by the ominous presence of the Old Gods, their haunting eyes gleaming with an otherworldly glow that struck fear deep into his core. Eihort, with his acid-filled eyes and fleshless legs, launched a powerful kick that sent Hazel crashing to the ground, restraining his movements. In a desperate attempt to free himself, Hazel used grenades to bomb Eihort's legs, creating an explosive distraction as he took flight. Seizing the opportunity, Hazel threw knives at Zoth-Ommog, Byatis, Cthugha, and Mother Hydra, targeting the remaining Old Gods in a swift and calculated assault. However, Tsathoggua leaped higher, determined to restrain Hazel once again. Using his incredible agility and flipping speed, Hazel managed to evade Tsathoggua's grasp, narrowly escaping his clutches. But just when it seemed like Hazel might regain the upper hand, his fate took a cruel turn. Despite his bullets finding their mark, he found himself ensnared by the relentless tentacles of Cyäegha. The tentacles constricted around him, crushing his lungs and leaving him defenseless. With a menacing force, Cyäegha hurled Hazel to the unforgiving ground, the impact creating a cloud of dust that engulfed him, disorienting his senses. Surrounded by the eerie presence of the Old Gods, their gleaming eyes radiating an otherworldly glow, Hazel felt fear grip him to the core.

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Amidst the chaotic fray of their intense combat engagement, Bloodstorm and Hazel became entangled in a relentless battle, their fates intertwined in a dance of violence and skill. With Hazel's intent firmly set on utilizing his formidable kicking prowess against the formidable adversary that was Bloodstorm, their clash escalated with each passing moment.

However, the tides swiftly turned against Hazel as Bloodstorm, displaying an astonishing display of agility and precision, executed a swift and powerful counter-kick propelled by the sheer force of his wings. The impact of Bloodstorm's strike reverberated through the air, finding its mark on Hazel's face, causing him to be forcefully flung backwards, momentarily dazed and disoriented.

Yet, even in the face of adversity, Hazel refused to succumb to despair. His determination burned brightly within him, urging him to rise above the pain and disorientation that threatened to consume him. With unwavering resolve, he refocused his attention, directing it towards the formidable duo of Ghroth and Byatis, who stood as imposing figures in the battleground.

Drawing upon his expertise and skill, Bloodstorm swiftly shifted his focus, redirecting his aggression towards Ghroth and Byatis, the ancient beings who had assumed a defensive stance, their shielding offering them a brief respite from the onslaught. Unleashing a relentless torrent of bullets, Bloodstorm targeted the vulnerable points in their defenses, causing substantial damage to their shielding and denting their confidence.

In this moment of chaos and conflict, the battlefield became a canvas upon which the clash of wills and the clash of power were vividly painted. Bloodstorm's relentless assault served as a testament to his unwavering determination, while Hazel's resilience shone through in his refusal to be defeated by a single blow.

As the battle raged on, the air crackled with tension and the echoes of combat, the outcome yet to be determined. Both Bloodstorm and Hazel knew that their destinies hung in the balance, their every move and decision shaping the course of the battle. With each passing moment, the intensity grew, the stakes higher than ever before, as they continued their fierce struggle for supremacy amidst the chaos and uncertainty of the battlefield.

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Amidst the chaos, Azif seized the opportunity to ambush and make his way towards Wulf. In a display of agility, Azif deflected an attack launched by Cthylla and skillfully maneuvered past the grasp of Yibb-Tstll's tentacles. Although momentarily ensnared, Azif managed to free himself just in time. However, an unseen mass of Old Gods suddenly descended from the skies, unleashing an intense assault upon Azif, the outcome of which remains unknown.

Amidst the chaos, Azif seized the opportunity to ambush and make his way towards Wulf. In a display of agility, Azif deflected an attack launched by Cthylla and skillfully maneuvered past the grasp of Yibb-Tstll's tentacles. Although momentarily ensnared, Azif managed to free himself just in time. However, an unseen mass of Old Gods suddenly descended from the skies, unleashing an intense assault upon Azif, the outcome of which remains unknown.

Meanwhile, Ellie, roused from her slumber, was overcome with paranoia and excruciating pain. In her distressed state of mind, she urgently called out for Margu and Muriel, who swiftly rushed to her side. Gripping Margu's arms tightly, Ellie's senses alerted her to the presence of Wulf. The shock of spotting Wulf right outside the window proved too much for her, causing her to faint. With a display of his telekinetic force, Wulf shattered the window, making his way towards the unconscious Ellie. Margu and Muriel remained steadfast, diligently looking after her well-being.

As Jonah hurriedly made his way towards the airship, his eyes caught sight of Wulf emerging from within, holding Ellie tightly in his embrace. Jonah's body froze in silent astonishment, unable to process the perplexing scene before him.

Meanwhile, deep within the woods, the group consisting of Trace, Kennedy, Louis, and Jonas had finally settled down after a long and arduous session of fulfilling their brownie duties. Suddenly, Ingrida collapsed to her knees, her body trembling with evident agony, as she forewarned them of an impending catastrophe that would result in the loss of everything they held dear.

Without delay, Midgardland erupted into a massive earthquake, causing the magnificent cherry trees to be uprooted and scattered into the wind, seemingly vanishing into thin air. Simultaneously, the earth beneath the beach began to crumble, and in the midst of this chaos, Santiago arrived, feeling nauseous and losing his balance, inadvertently being separated from Wulf, who was carrying the unconscious Ellie. As Wulf passed Santiago, Hazel attempted to attack him, but Wulf utilized his telekinetic powers, pushing Hazel away and causing him to collide with a rock.

From a distance, Wulf glanced at Santiago, recognizing Jonah approaching him. Jonah halted his steps, his presence reminding Wulf of their friendship back in Camp Bowie. Wulf expressed his gratitude to Jonah for being a friend but acknowledged that he had become a burden. With those words, Wulf walked away, employing his telekinetic abilities to unleash the full force of the earthquake and trigger a massive flood, unleashing a devastating tsunami upon the island.

On the Viking ship, the rest of the Old Gods took flight, accompanied by Wulf and the unconscious Ellie, seeking refuge and escape from the calamity that had befallen Midgardland. Meanwhile, the remaining members of D-Company, led by Trace, carried the unconscious Ingrida towards the airship, determined to evacuate the mountains before they too succumbed to the destructive forces of the earthquake and the impending tsunami.

As Jonah bravely approached Santiago, his body frozen in fear, he desperately attempted to save him from the impending disaster caused by the violent earthquake. However, the intense shaking caused both Jonah and Santiago to sink deeper into the ground, trapping them with no means of escape. With the tsunami rapidly approaching, their already dire situation grew even more desperate.

Just when it seemed like all hope was lost, Hazel, arrived on the scene. Despite his own predicament, he managed to break free and heroically saved both Jonah and Santiago. However, the sheer force of his wings pushed Hazel back, causing them to land on the mountainside and triggering a significant strike slip motion. Realizing their limited options, Jonah, Hazel, and Santiago were left with no choice but to seek refuge in a nearby cave.

Sadly, the cave was not spared from the devastation of the earthquake. The powerful tremors caused mass destruction in the surrounding mountains, shaking the cave violently. Despite the chaos, Jonah and Hazel planned to use their wings to fly out, even in the face of heavy winds. Meanwhile, Santiago, feeling helpless, could only watch as Jonah desperately pleaded for him to find a way out. As Hazel took to the air, avoiding fallen rocks that threatened to hit him, he attempted to clear the path for Jonah at the cave's entrance.

Santiago's heart sank as he realized that the very beasts responsible for the chaos had not only caused destruction but had also taken away his beloved Ellie, leaving her forever lost. The cave, already weakened by the earthquake, eventually collapsed, trapping Jonah, Santiago, and Hazel inside. Their screams of fear were drowned out by the approaching tsunami, leaving them imprisoned within the confines of the cave, helpless to escape the impending disaster.

Meanwhile, aboard the airship, the rest of D-Company surveyed the massive destruction that had befallen Midgardland due to the tsunami. Overwhelmed with grief, they desperately searched for any sign of Jonah, Santiago, and Hazel, but their efforts yielded no trace of their comrades. It was believed that they had tragically perished under the weight of the island's devastation. The episode came to a close, leaving their fate uncertain and shrouded in the heartbreaking tragedy of their loss.