Balder the Beautiful tried to rally the remaining gods, his radiance pushing back against the encroaching darkness like a lighthouse beam cutting through a storm. The most beloved of Odin's sons stood atop a crumbling tower, his perfect form unmarred by the chaos consuming his realm.
"Stand together!" he commanded, his voice carrying the authority of one who had never known defeat, never experienced the sting of genuine hatred. "He is but one being, and we are the children of the All-Father! Our light will drive back his darkness!"
Other gods began to gather around Balder's radiant form—Bragi with his silver tongue, Forseti with his golden hall of justice, even the goddess Frigg, tears streaming down her cheeks as she watched her home burn. They linked their power together, creating a barrier of pure divine light that pushed back against Adam's march.
