Odin's eyes snapped open, and they shined with new power.
His eyes were still crimson and blue, but now held streaks of gold, with his gaze seeming to contain far more than before. The rivers' powers settled into his transformed body, through Adumala's essence, they wouldn't erupt and burst his body.
Reinhard felt them through Odin's perception, eleven distinct forces that had once flowed separately, now unified within a single consciousness.
From Svöl came the ability to preserve, to lock things in eternal stasis, and time itself could be frozen around his will.
From Gunnthrá, contemplation that could stretch seconds into hours of thought, allowing perfect analysis of any situation.
From Fjörm, understanding of distance and space, the power to perceive and manipulate the gaps between things.
From Fimbulþul, mastery over mystery itself, the ability to shroud actions in unknowing, to make certainty waver.
