Magnus Chase - Rise Of Darkness

Chapter 28 - Thought There Was Enough Mess? Well, There Never Is Enough!

Alex Fierro had been screwed over by her godly mother, her mortal parents, Adrian, other friends during homelessness, other norse deities, and even some members of Hotel Valhalla. She should be able, from experience, find a solution to this disaster or at least compensate it.

But no, that daughter of Hodur had really left her in the mud.

"Come on Alex, help me!" Sam called at her. The two sisters were still in the storage room with the thick wall of ice blocking the way they came in.

Sam had been chipping away at the fortress for almost ten minutes now with her axe with only a light dent. Specks of snow decorated her dirty  hijab with more sprinkled on the floor near her boots.

"We're not going to be able to make our way through that." Alex said. Not before those three get themselves killed. But she decided to keep that to herself. "We gotta find another way there."

With a grunt, Sam took one last swing before surrendering. "We could go through that other door," she huffed, "but we might get lost in this area."

"At least we'll be going somewhere." Alex amended, marching down to the other end of the room. Once she was only three yards from the door, the vibration of a bash shook her and the room.

To avoid falling to the ground, Alex stretched over and clung to a shelf while Sam hugged a crate of fireworks. The sound of growling monsters started to mix in with the bashes and shaking door.

"Looks like we have company." Alex noted, her voice dripping with annoyed sarcasm.

Her and her sister were stuck in the largest weapons closet, their central exit blocked, and their only other exit crowded with drooling, grumbling, dead-brained beasts. Not to mention how if the two went down that exit, there was a high probability that they would get lost in the maze of the building.

At least the odds seemed to be in their favor.

"Hey," Sam realized, pulling Alex out of her thoughts. "Saar gave me this bag of these canisters, perhaps they could be useful?"

She gingerly pulled out a long, narrow, black, sleet roll of metal. It looked like one of those kids pool toys. A small red button captured our attention at the bottom of it. The bag was filled with those little things.

"Alex, do you think you can shapeshift yet?" Sam asked. Saar had said that their powers had been returned to them. But with all these roadblocks, the girls had not had the time to try it out.

Alex bit her lip with so much force it began to bleed, studying the door in front of them.

BASH!

The second slam was so hard, the metal door bent a little on its hinges.

"Looked like we don't have a choice." Alex muttered. She looked towards her sister.

"As soon as that door is open, throw one of those things at the mob, then I'll shift and pick off the rest."

Sam still looked nervous about the plan, but agreed anyway.

"On the count of three." The green haired warrior said gently "One," a nail blew off. "Two," cracks in he concrete doorway started to spread outwards from another slam. "three!"

The door burst open, half a dozen furry and dirty jotuns and even more moldy zombies following in suit.

Alex didn't even need to say the order as Sam chucked the now beeping device at the beasts. It hit the floor in front of them with a couple of twirls.

"Well that was helpful." Alex snapped. Then—

BAM !

A high pitched, ear piercing, body wracking, breath stealing blast imploded from the device, blinding everyone in the room. Alex and Sam were blasted so hard, their backs hit the ice wall on the other end of the room.