There was a group of fifteen warriors. The man in the front seems to be the leader. He was a large man wielding a very large axe. The group of natives behind them consisted of ten women that varied in age, and several young boys. There weren't many wounds on the men either for someone coming out of battle. They probably attacked a village when the warriors, and hunters were away. Vinland was known mainly for people coming over to gather timber, berries, animals, and other things they could grow to eat back home. Helga saw this group, and she knew Sven would take action. She was barely able to keep him from acting back in Breka when he saw the slaves there. Knowing it was pointless to try, and stop him she got ready to fight.
"You two let me handle this," Sven said as he walked forward
The group saw the three of them and became to draw their weapons. There were two beautiful women in front of them, and only one man. They thought it was their lucky day.
"Your gonna let these people go," Sven demanded
The group began laughing hysterically. The big man in front walked forward.
"Now why would we do that? You speak our tongue and dress like us. You are Dane are you not?" The man asked
"I am but that doesn't change what I said. I won't ask twice. " Sven said with a cold tone.
A man from the back walked forward with confidence.
"Since you are Dane we won't kill you if you let us have fun with those girls. Reasonable right?" The man laughed as he patted Sven on the shoulder
Sven grabbed him by his face slamming him into the ground crushing his skull. The men were speechless. They didnt see what happened clearly. Yet their friend was on the ground as blood quickly pooled up, and the body began twitching violently. Five of the men immediately charged him. Astrid seeing such a strong bloodlust in Sven became aroused. She never felt such fear and intense bloodlust before in her life. Sven drew his sword and began to dodge the five men's attack.
"Swarm the little shit!"
"Show him his guts!"
The remaining nine watched as they yelled insults. Thinking no way one man could take on so many. Sven quickly gathered the attack patterns, and weapons each man used. He sped himself up and began to swiftly slice away at the enemies in front of him. The first four men were quickly cut across the throats. The final man saw this inhuman speed and became terrified. Sven felt his urge to run and quickly sliced up the man's legs. He dropped to his knees dropping his sword on the ground from the pain. All the men were now quiet and watched in disbelief.
"Pick it up if you wish to see Valhalla. " Sven said
The man knew his fate, reached over to grab his sword. Lifted his head up staring Sven down trying to contain his fear. Sven quickly lobbed of his head. The other soldiers were getting ready to charge but the man in the front lifted his hand to stop them.
"Let me fight him." The large man said before approaching Sven.
" I am Eric Bloodaxe, son of Harald Fairhair. What is your name boy?" The large man asked.
"I am Sven, son of Erik the Red. Let's settle this. " Sven replied
Eric quickly grabbed his axe, and began swinging violently at Sven. The weapon was so huge, but he moved it with ease. Sven was impressed the man was so strong and attempted to block his attacks. Eric grin when he saw this cleaving down with all his might. Shattering Sven's shield, as he dodged to the side swinging his sword down in an attempt of cutting through the man's chainmail, but it wasn't deep enough to be fatal. Eric in a rage quickly recovered swinging another mighty blow. Sven knew his sword couldn't take the force of the weapon, so instead of blocking he swung his weapon with all his might in an attempt to break his weapon. The weapons connected and the force of Sven's swing was enough to send his axe and arms flying back knocking him off balance. His sword was broken in the process. Sven spun in kicking the man sending him back on his ass. The man got up quickly his axe was cracked but still useable. He still couldn't believe he was countered, and then hit with such force.
"You're a might warrior Sven, but you no longer have a weapon. The battle is mine. You should've minded your business." Eric said with a smile on his face.
"Kill him!"
"The fight isn't over yet. You should have listened from the start. No one should own the life of another. The land out here is amazing. I've seen people try to settle here, and live a peaceful life. You only wanna hurt others for profit, and it will only cause retaliation by the natives. When that happens you will be gone, and they will attack the innocent farmers in retribution. I will give you a swift death." Sven retorted.
"Your delusional, die!" Erik yelled while swinging down intending to cut him in half.
Sven crossed his forearms intending to get the Axe broken when it wedged into his bones. He began focusing his body gathering energy in his arms ready to heal fast after impact. The axe broke on contact. Not even breaking the skin. Sven and everyone else present including his companions was stunned. Helga knew he was powerful but this man was very strong for a human, but still expected Sven to have to heal something. All of Eric's men were petrified. Eric couldn't believe what happened he began to walk back in fear. Sven speed in swiping his hand across his chest as a big gash spilled open. Blood sprayed briefly before he collapsed. He walked back grabbing a weapon tossing it to Eric.
"Helga ease his pain. I despise his actions, but he fought well. Let him die in peace." Sven said as he saw the looks in the faces of his followers. These men might have been wicked but they must have shared a bond with this man. Sven knew his actions were based on his personal beliefs and history with Bethany. That this was the way for most to make money to take home to support their families. Not justifying their actions, but he also remembers the days he desired to raid. He very well could've been the same way as this man.
Helga nodded her head as she released her wings, and began to sing a song that could numb the senses to pain. Every time Sven hears her sing he's entranced by the beauty of her voice. So many of the songs sound to have sorrow though. All the men dropped to their knees.
"Its a valkyrie! Here to take Eric to Valhalla!" One of the men yelled.
Sven walks up to Eric and says.
"Close your eyes, and let your pain end."
Eric closed his eyes and slowly drifted away.