The trials of strength

Lucas looked at the drinking horn with suspicion. He did not trust what Utgard Loki said even a little bit.

"I need to finish all of this? In one go?" Lucas asked.

"I want you to try. I know that you will not be able to finish it. It is a nigh impossible task for a mortal like you." Utgard laughed.

Lucas raised the drinking horn. It was surprisingly heavy. Even though it was the size of Lucas himself, Lucas prided himself in his strength and speed. And for that, he knew that he would be able to lift almost anything. But when he was lifting the drinking horn, he struggled. His muscles bulged as he brought up the horn to his mouth.

Water started gushing in through his throat. It was salty, and Lucas felt reminiscent about the sea, for some reason. Water kept pouring in, but Lucas still did not gulp. Only after a long, long sip did he finally gulp all of that water in. It was like the mouth inside was much bigger than how it appeared outside.