The Creation....

Hjalmar looks pale, he doesn't know what to do in front of the situation, he is completely paralyzed.

Dad, what's wrong," exclaimed little Jin, worried about her father who is in shock.

Ignore him and say goodbye to him, you will never see him again, exclaimed the woman walking towards the door to open it.

Hjalmar reacts and tries to stop her but his daughter stops her.

Dad I'm scared, Treus came to kill me, exclaimed little Jin grabbing his hand while she looks sad and scared.

Hjalmar stops and kneels down to look at her sadly.

Jin my time here is over, because of your grandfather Treus I won't be able to be with you anymore, I would have liked to teach you the habits and wonders of war, but in these delicate and dangerous times I can't, but remember something, always, no matter what that woman says, your mother lies, remember your mother always lies, exclaimed Hjalmar in a low voice with a delicate and sad voice.

Mom.... She always lies, exclaimed little Jin in a low voice.

Exactly, said Hjalmar with a sad smile.

While the woman had reached the door, she grabbed the 2 knobs pulling both doors to open it, after doing so the woman watched in astonishment.

Behind the door outside, Treus himself was waiting, he was the same size as Hjalmar, his eyes glowed blue with flashes of lightning, both his beard and white hair moved in the wind, on his face a smile could be seen, His clothing was like the costumes worn by the Greeks with the difference that the strap on his chest had a lightning bolt on the shoulder hitch, his waist that wore another leather strap had a lightning bolt hooked on it that he used as a weapon, on his arms he wore bracelets made of gold and diamonds which had a great shine and also had lightning bolts moving.

Good morning lady of the war, is my son Hjalmar here, he came to see you, exclaimed Treus with a big smile.

After saying those words the sky becomes cloudy and several lightning flashes.

The woman begins to smile and backs away from the door.

With pleasure Mr. Treus, there he is, exclaimed the woman as she finished backing away, stopping then to point at Hjalmar with a smirk.

The lightning had alerted Hjalmar since it was a clear message that Treus was here, and he wasn't exactly coming to negotiate, but his alertness turned to rage and anger when he saw how his wife had handed him over on a platter like Judas to Jesus.

Treus with a smile thanks her and enters the hut, his steps sounded like mini lightning as he advanced and small lightning bolts came out of the ground for a few seconds.