Valheim (v0.213.4) [early Access] -

The beast sniffed the air, its hollow eyes scanning the brush. Hjalmar waited, heart hammering. Just as the Troll turned away, a spark caught Hjalmar’s eye in the distance—the faint, flickering glow of a campfire. Other Vikings.

The fog clung to the Black Forest like a wet shroud as Hjalmar tightened his grip on his bronze axe. He wasn't supposed to be out this late. In the world of , the transition from twilight to night is less a change in lighting and more a dinner bell for things that hate the living. Valheim (v0.213.4) [Early Access]

Suddenly, the music shifted. The ambient forest sounds died, replaced by a low, rhythmic thumping that vibrated in his headset. Thump. Thump. Thump. The beast sniffed the air, its hollow eyes