God of War (2018) - Entry 11: Magni and Modi
As we navigate through the cavern, we suddenly hear voices echoing ahead. Atreus listens closely and says the voices sound like the two warriors who were with Baldur at the top of the mountain. Mimir confirms it—Magni and Modi, the sons of Thor, have arrived. They must have noticed Thamur’s hammer falling and are now searching for us.
Atreus, wary, recalls something Faye used to say: "the Aesir were the worst of the gods... and Thor was the worst of the Aesir."
Eventually, we come upon a grand dining hall, which Mimir notes was once the finest in all of Midgard. As we try to break through the ice blocking our path to the chisel, we encounter a host of vicious creatures—Wulvers, Ogres, and even a Frost Troll. After battling our way through, we finally push past the ice and, unsurprisingly, find Sindri nearby, having once again managed to avoid detection—even from Thor’s sons.
Just beyond Sindri’s location, we reach the chisel’s resting place, but Magni and Modi are nowhere in sight. Mimir advises that if we move quickly, we might be able to snatch a piece of the chisel and escape unnoticed.
But before we can act, Magni suddenly leaps down, landing atop an ogre he has just slain. He shoves the corpse aside and turns to us, demanding our surrender in the name of the All-Father. Unmoved, I tell Atreus to stay back and leave this to me.
Before we can react, Modi appears, stepping in front of Atreus and mocking his bow, sneering at his abilities.
With arrogance and overconfidence, the brothers launch their attack, but they underestimate us. Atreus and I go toe-to-toe with the so-called gods, countering their every strike. Their taunts turn to mockery of Faye, which enrages Atreus. I warn him to stay focused, keeping him from losing control. At the same time, I snap at Mimir, telling him to hold his tongue as he hurls insults at the brothers in the midst of battle.
As the fight rages on, I overpower Magni, driving my axe into his skull, killing him. Modi, stunned and horrified by his brother’s death, stumbles back in disbelief and fear before fleeing. As he runs, Atreus, still seething with rage, fires arrows after him.
But then, Atreus suddenly begins coughing—blood dripping from his mouth. His old sickness is returning.
Alarmed, I check on him, but he insists he is fine. Yet, despite his words, he clearly is not.
With the area now clear, I cut off a piece of the magic chisel, giving us the means to break through sealed doors.
As we begin making our way back to the boat, I notice Atreus moving much slower than before. At the same time, he seems unable to process what we’ve done, still in disbelief that we killed a god.
Passing Sindri again, he warns us that Magni’s death is already known, meaning we are now in greater danger. Mimir acknowledges this as well, noting that Magni’s death changes things drastically for us.
As we near the boat, Atreus, still in awe of everything that has happened, asks me what Mother would think. I tell him that I believe she would be impressed by how far he has come.
Before leaving, we come across another sealed door, which we open using the chisel. However, the room beyond feels different. A massive lift sits in the center, and Atreus mentions feeling something powerful here. Mimir agrees, suggesting this place feels more like a prison than a tomb.
Riding the lift to its lower depths, we pass through a magic barrier and enter another chamber—where we find a Valkyrie, seemingly frozen in stasis.
Mimir is shocked, and exclaims she can't believe she actually did it. He then explains that seeing a Valkyrie in physical form is rare, and that if she were to wake, she would be a formidable opponent. The Valkyrie does not attack, and with Atreus’s sickness worsening, I decide not to press our luck. We leave the chamber and return to the boat.
Once back on the water, we head down the channel, returning to the Lake of Nine. Now that we have the chisel, Mimir explains that all we need to reach Jötunheim is the correct rune symbol—but he doesn’t know it. However, he does know someone who did: Týr.
Atreus reminds us that Týr is dead, but Mimir nods, saying that Týr’s vault lies beneath the temple—now accessible with the lake’s water level lowered and our new chisel. Inside, we will find the Black Travel Rune, the final piece we need.
Upon reaching the Lake of Nine, we head toward Týr’s Temple. As we approach, Atreus suddenly points out a tower, saying he saw a glimmer of an outline within the place where the Jötunheim one should be. But I see nothing there.
We dock at the temple, right by the entrance to Týr’s vault. Using the chisel, I carve open the door, and we step into a vast chamber with a sand bowl at its center. Along the walls, we find a triptych left by the Giants, depicting Týr’s deeds—but the center panel is missing.
I ask Atreus about the sand bowl, but instead of answering, he insists on teaching me how to read it. He says that after everything I’ve taught him, he wants to teach me something in return.
As I kneel beside the sand bowl, allowing him to guide me through the runes, something suddenly catches my attention—a familiar scent.
The smell of rain.
Before I can react, Modi attacks.
Lightning crackles from his mace as he hurls it toward me. His face twists with rage and desperation as he snarls that we’ve ruined everything. He rants that now, everyone will believe he only inherits Thor’s hammer because Magni is dead—but if he kills me, they’ll see him as worthy.
Paralyzed by his lightning, I struggle to move. Atreus fires an arrow, trying to help, but Modi only laughs.
Then, he turns his mockery toward Faye, sneering with demeaning insults. Atreus snaps. Enraged, he rushes at Modi, knife drawn, but Modi effortlessly flings him aside.
Atreus pushes himself up, but I see something change in him—his rage building—only for him to suddenly collapse, his sickness overtaking him. Modi laughs, exclaiming, "I think I broke him."
Seeing my son helpless, my own rage ignites.
I push through the lightning, forcing myself forward despite the pain. Modi raises his mace for another strike, but I catch it mid-swing, tearing it from his grip and hurling it aside. Then, I drive my fist into his chest, sending him crashing into the temple wall.
Staggering back, Modi’s bravado shatters. Overcome with fear, he turns and flees into the shadows.
Overcome with uncharacteristic panic, I rush to Atreus's side.
Mimir urges me to get him to Freya—immediately.
