. “Do you remember Skrymir?” he asked.“The giant? Of course.”“That was me. I used illusion to make myself so large and to change myappearance. The laces of my provision bags were tied with unbreakable iron-wire and could be undone only by magic. When you hit me with yourhammer, Thor, while I pretended to sleep, I knew that even the lightest ofyour blows would have meant my death, so I used my magic to take amountain and put it invisibly between the hammer and my head. Look overthere.”Far away was a mountain in the shape of a saddle, with valleys plunginginto it: three square-shaped valleys, the last one going deepest of all.“That was the mountain I used,” said Utgardaloki. “Those valleys are your blows.

Thor’s Journey to the Land of the Giants