Pain. If what you had been feeling this entire time was anything to go by, Odin had tortured you both mentally and physically. You were covered in bruises and blood when Odin finally left you alone. Looking down at your body, you could barely recognize yourself through the haze of suffering.

Until you saw your husband Kratos rush to you. He quickly untied your bonds, catching you as you fell into his arms. Your eyes pricked with tears as you looked up at him - his usually neutral expression now contorted with rage.

"Who did this.."

You could barely speak, one hand instinctively moving to protect your pregnant belly as sobs overtook you. He held you tightly against his massive frame as you screamed and cried, releasing all the pent-up terror and pain. Outside, a storm began brewing, the sky darkening as if reflecting your inner turmoil. Even Atreus, who had seen so much in his young life, seemed scared by what had happened to you.