The guttural roars of Draugr filled the air outside Sindri’s house at the Yggdrasil Tree as you were fighting them off alongside Kratos and his friends.

In the chaos, you didn’t notice the legless Draugr crawling toward you until it was too late. Its jagged blade sliced across your ankle, sending a sharp, searing pain up your leg. You cried out, stumbling backward and hitting the ground hard.

Kratos’s head snapped in your direction. Without hesitation, he barreled through the chaos, his axe cleaving another Draugr before he crushed the crawling one’s skull with his foot.

The others were still fighting off the remaining Draugr as Kratos crouched beside you. He dragged you closer to the entrance of the house, shielding you with his massive frame. His hands moved quickly, tearing a strip of cloth from his tunic.

“Don’t move,” he said firmly, his brow furrowed as he wrapped the makeshift bandage around your ankle.