Ivor, Arn and the other Vikings were sitting on rocks near the entrance to Beli's cave, waiting for the Monkees or Beli to come out. They spent the time sharpening their weapons.
"Do you think those four fools will lure Beli out?" Arn asked his chief.
"It doesn't matter." Ivor said with a smile, "Either Beli kills them and we strike while he is eating their bones, or we kill them after we ambush Beli coming out of his cave."
Suddenly, there was loud, terrible screaming coming out of the cave, followed by several loud, awful roars. The Vikings stood up and made ready their swords and battle-axes. Seconds later, Micky stumbled out of the cave, his clothes disheveled.
"Ohhh, what a fight! What a fight!" Micky exclaimed, crawling toward the Vikings, "We tried to lure Beli out here, but then he decided to fight us inside the cave!"
"Beli is fighting your friends in the cave?" Ivor demanded.
"Yes, they decided to get the credit for killing Beli." Micky answered, "If you want a piece of him, you guys better go in quick!"
The Vikings rushed past Micky and into the cave, shouting their war cries. When they were gone, Micky got to his feet and began to climb up the rocks outside the cave entrance. It was time to put the next part of Jotun's plan into action.
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Inside the cave, Ivor and the other Vikings found Mike, Peter and Davy with their hands on their knees, panting for breath.
"What's going on?" Ivor demanded.
"You...you didn't have to come in." Davy gasped, "We got Beli on the run!"
"Yeah, he's really a coward." Mike said, straightening up, "We can handle him."
"Go back outside, we'll take care of him." Peter added.
"No one tells Ivor the Boneless what to do!" Ivor shouted, grabbing Davy by his shirt, "Now where is he?"
"He went that away." Davy said, pointing deeper into the cave.
Ivor pushed Davy away and led the Vikings further into the cave. As they ran, they heard a loud roar. Following that sound, they ran into a large alcove with steep slopes on either side and saw the tall figure of Beli standing there!
They didn't know it was really Jotun sitting on Micky's shoulders and they both were covered by a long robe.
"I am Beli!" Jotun shouted, the acoustics of the cave making his voice sound much louder than it was, "Leave my cave, or I will feast on your bones!"
"I am Ivor the Boneless!" Ivor shouted back, "And your head shall decorate my wall!" He raised his sword and rushed toward the 'giant'. However, he didn't see the string strung across the floor and he tripped. Jotun took the opportunity to club Ivor with the long staff in his hand. The Viking hit the ground unconscious.
Arn and the other Vikings came forward, but Jotun swung his staff, almost hitting Arn on the head. The Vikings backed away.
"Leave my cave!" Jotun shouted again. "Never come back!"
"Come on, he can't take us all on at once!" Arn told his fellow Vikings.
Just then, rocks from either side of them began falling down the slopes, first they were small, then the larger ones began to tumble down upon the Viking warriors. Up above, Mike, Peter and Davy were pushing rocks and causing the avalanche.
"Leave my cave or I'll bring the stones down on you! ROAR!" Jotun shouted as Micky took a step forward.
The Vikings began to back away, all the while trying to keep from being hit with rocks. Unnoticed in all this, Ivor woke up. Still a little dizzy, he grabbed at Beli's robe...and pulled it off, revealing Micky underneath Jotun!
Arn and the other Vikings looked on in shock.
"What's this?" Arn asked, eyes narrowing.
"Oh...um...hi?" Micky said, waving.
"You aren't Beli." Ivor said, climbing to his feet. "In fact, you're not even a giant."
"So you've noticed." Jotun replied, "The real Beli's been dead for many years, but that would not stop you Norsemen and your blood lust."
"How true." Ivor smiled evilly. "So we'll just have to take your blood. Get them!"
Ivor grabbed at Jotun and Micky, but Jotun smacked Ivor again with his staff. Micky grappled with Ivor, but the Viking pushed him and Jotun against one of the walls.
Jotun grabbed the rocks above him and pulled himself up, using Micky's shoulders to climb up. With a kick in the face to Ivor, Jotun climbed the rocks and disappeared up into the dark ceiling of the cavern.
Ivor put a sword to Micky's throat and that quickly ended the fight. The other Vikings had gone up the rock sides, but had only found Davy, whom they dragged down to the ground.
Ivor brought Micky over to Davy and then called out, "Mike and Peter! If you value the lives of your friends, I suggest you come down here now!"
A few seconds later, Mike and Peter climbed down. The Vikings disarmed them and pushed them over to Micky and Davy.
"Where's Jotun?" Mike asked.
"He escaped up the secret entrance to the cave." Micky replied.
"So there is another entrance." Ivor said, "Well, he's an old man. We'll get him soon enough. After we give you four a proper sendoff."
"You're letting us go?" Peter asked hopefully.
"We're going to send you to Niflheim. The underworld." Ivor laughed.
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