"By the Gods! What happened to Bjorn!" Harik roared as the group approached the village.
"He killed the beast, my Jarl. But we're unsure of his condition. It appears that he was wounded, but there's no sign of any on his body. Yet he still won't wake up." One of the warriors replied as he stood aside to let Harik through.
Harik cast a concerned glance over Bjorn. However, he was relieved to see that his friend was still breathing. 'You really did it, my friend.' Harik's eyes wandered to the dead body of Skourj on the other sledge. The sheer size of the creature was enough to make anyone fearful. 'We should contact Lord Exile.'
"Get him inside! Take him to the temple! I'll have Ania talk with the Gods about his condition! Hurry now!" Harik barked his orders as he stormed off to find his daughter.
