Asvith Thrym gazed up at the heavens, his enormous rocky head above the clouds. His icey cold eyes peered beyond Gaia's atmosphere, beyond its orbit, beyond its nearest stars into the thick black deep. As his eyes gained focus from being awake, his vision became enhanced to the point where he could see other galaxies and star systems that were millions of light-miles away, far beyond most other lines of sight. Thrym could see things that most of the inhabitants of Gaia only dreamed about or tried to imagine.
He gazed over the landscape in front of him. What he saw was an ocean of decidedly grey and pink clouds stretching for miles like a wool blanket, as if everything beneath his sights was made of fluffy pink cotton or mountains of grey popcorn, such was the dense cloud cover over Gaia at that moment. Strings of heat lightning, neon pink, neon blue and purple, would run currents through the dense clouds, providing a surreal and fantastic view of the planet's surface from above the sky.
Thrym gazed up further from within the dark shadowy circle above the clouds to the source of the eclipse. There before him was the Sõja, a large ship orbiting above the planet, casting its shadow over all of Ellaria including Thrym himself, who did not seem to be overly concerned with the vessel's presence at that moment as he turned his eyes beyond the Sõja, taking a mental note of the great dead star behind it. Asvith Thrym did not appear to be overly concerned with Eras either, however, as he peered further beyond the now glowing star and into the vastness of space, looking far far away towards something that not even they could see at that moment, something that was completely beyond the solar system.
By now, the enchanted tree sap would begin to take effect. But it did little to the mighty jotunn, whose mass was so great that it would take a whole salad of large redwood trees to slow him down. Thrym was not even effected by the tiny dosage of sleep magic that Fendor had inflicted on the tree, nor was he even aware of Fendor's presence in the forest. Asvith's mind and attention was elsewhere, his agenda totally irrelevant to all of the living creatures and sentient lifeforms around him. Asvith groaned, and with that the lands of Northern Ellaria began to quake.
He would move slowly, lifting his giant leg and setting one foot into the Hearthwater Channel with a massive splash, creating a tidal wave so big that its wake would carry all the way to the nearest shores, ten miles away. The channel was very deep at that particular spot, deep enough for large whales and aquatic dragons to roam freely, but to Thrym the water was only ankle deep. Almost three times taller than the Weargtooth Mountains the giant stood, and as he slowly moved to take another step, he would cast a shadow over many entire kingdoms, clearing miles and miles with a single step. Finally, he would move forward over the channel and across the Groenbogs, placing his other foot down in the northern Kadota Peaks.
As he stepped into Ellaria's southern mountain range, there would be another quaking of the land as his foot came down at the base of a mountain, forming a crater in the rocks several feet deep. Anything unfortunate enough to be in the places where he stepped would be instantly crushed, flattened and buried beneath tons of dirt, rock, mud and earth. There he would continue to look around with his head in the sky, as if searching for something.
