CHAPTER TWELVE

"You have to find this person before the tragedy strikes. Or else…it will be far too late." The prophetess warned.

Ragnar, frustrated and agitated, retorted, "If this person is so crucial, why don't the gods just tell you who they are? Why do I have to go through the trouble of finding them?"

The prophetess sighed, "The gods work in mysterious ways, Ragnar. It's not for us to question their methods. They guide, but they also test."

Ragnar, unwilling to relent, crossed his arms defiantly. "I don't need guidance, and I certainly don't need tests. My pack is strong, and I can handle whatever comes our way."

"I've heard tales of your infamous stubbornness, Ragnar, but experiencing it is another matter." She remakrd.

Ragnar, maintaining his defiant stance, challenged her, "Stubborn or not, I don't see why I should go searching for someone without a clear direction. If the gods have a plan, they should make it known."

"Pride blinds even the mightiest, Ragnar. Disregard this warning, and y