A short story of a new character fighting Ice Demons.

Special thanks and half of the credit for the character of Sif goes to my friend  Fairlyn for helping me make a character that feels like a viking. Thanks

And yeah there will be more of her to come, so let me know if you like her.

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The wind whipped the snow into the air, setting the mood for the upcoming battle. Five Ice Demons stood, weapons drawn as they faced the one that was hunting them. The wind howled briefly picking up even more snow, blocking their vision of the one hunting them. The demons rosed their hands and swept them aside, clearing the snow blaring their vision.

The sound of chains jingling was heard as a figure appeared, the footsteps crunching the snow underneath as they walked closer to the Ice Demons. A Large war hammer held in their hands, the head mostly rectangle but turned into a point at the top, like a large triangle. The Dire Wolf smiled as she surveyed the Ice Demons, as she moved closer. She stood between 6 foot 5 and seven foot, covered with white fur, like the snow that covered the landscape. Reddish brown hair was flowing down her back, being blown by the wind as she stepped closer. Chainmail armour covered her, following her curves, with pieces of leather covering her arms, legs, chest and hips. A cloak flowing behind her, a reddish colour like that of a rising or setting sun.

“You thought you could escape me, Ice Demons? None of your kind has escaped the wrath of my hammer. And neither shall you!” the Dire Wolf said, and then with a roar she charged forward. The War Hammer lifted high, showing she had the strength to lift it as she closed the distance and brought it down. The force shattered the arm of one of the Ice Demons, since they were made of ice. The demon cried out, before the Dire Wolf swung it around catching it in the mid-section and sent it flying into the trees.

The others fired spears of ice at her, the Dire Wolf grinned as she turned around. Swinging the hammer around she knocked the ice spears out of the air and continued her advance. The first Ice Demon charged forward, an Ice Sword in hand as it leapt. But the Dire Wolf was quicker; she brought her war hammer up in upward arch. The Hammer smacked into the demon with such force it was sent flying back into another. Both shattered upon impact. The Dire Wolf turned to the last two.

Her hammer crackled with energy as she pressed a rune like button on the long handle. “Time to show you the might of the Thunderer” she said as she lifted the hammer up. Electricity crackled around it, as it drew on the electric currents in the air. Lifting the hammer high she brought it down in a slash from left to right. The War Hammer cut through the Ice Demon as the electricity shocked it for a few seconds before it too was shattered.

She turned and faced the last Ice Demon, lifting up the War Hammer; she sent a large burst of electricity, towards it. It shrieked as it was hit, and continued to shriek until it exploded into pieces. Sif smiled as she put the War Hammer on her shoulder, the power flowing through it turned off. She knew the Ice Demons would reform, but that was the fun for a Dire Warrior from the Planet of Valhalla. To hunt them, and hunt them again after they reformed.