Gunnar breathed in the sea spray as if it were mead while they sailed through the storm.
Midgard's edge was surely close now. They had been sailing for weeks.
Scales rippled in the choppy waves.
"Jörmungandr!" Ivar roared from above, pointing.
Finally, Gunnar thought, readying axe and shield. His companions joined him at the rails.
The giant sea serpent raised its massive head, much bigger than they had imagined.
Gunnar jumped aside as Jormungand bit off Ragnar's torso. All that remained were his legs, blood spraying wildly.
Screaming and chaos ensued.
Gunnar chopped at scales, to no avail.
Jörmungandr feasted.
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