Kael pushed savagely onward against his murderous kin. The aid of the Aesir had proven integral as they were quickly falling back.
"Retreat! Return to Lord Malekith! We'll kill the halfbreed another day!" Those that could still run did while others used magic to transport themselves away.
Kael breathed heavily for a moment. He eyed the four Aesir who had come to his aid, and while still suspicious, he sheathed his blade as a goodwill gesture. "I am not used to receiving aid from your people, but you have my gratitude regardless. My thanks." He backed up so he could sit on a large stone.
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