The Son Of Ragnar



Tyr found himself facing off against both of them, he was snickering because he knew he could not win. He had seen how strong Jökull was and Skaði was no walk in the park if she was able to down Kolbeinn even though he knew Kolbeinn had let down his guard for a moment was all it took.

"Tyr Ragnarsson? How are you alive?" Jökull questioned because everyone was convinced he was dead.

"Would you believe me if I said you were seeing a ghost right now?" Tyr tried to joke a little because he knew what was about to happen was the opposite of funny.

Jökull was patient, he was in no hurry to clash with Tyr because he could not believe that Tyr Ragnarsson killed Sturla, there was no way he did.

"How did Sturla die?" Jökull questioned, he wanted answers and he was going to get them despite the battle happening around him, he was also curious as to how he made his clan members switch sides.

"I killed him," Tyr responded with a straight face but Jökull was having none of this.

"You do not have the strength to kill him nor did Gissur…" Jökull was calm and collected, he did not look upset by Sturla's death and looked more interested in how he died.

Sturla was like an icon in their clan, the improved version of Sighvatur and the one to take the clan to greatness yet he met such a pathetic end.

"Now that is a bit offensive, don't you think?" Tyr said with a goofy smile but Jökull was not falling for the innocent act.

Skaði did not like what Jökull was doing because he was allowing Tyr to calculate his next move, Skaði knew he was a threat and experienced firsthand how he moved people's souls with words.

She thrust her spear right at his head, interrupting the conversation he was having with Jökull, something that Jökull did not like and Tyr ducked down to avoid the attack.

He knew if he attacked Skaði, then a battle would be initiated and he would rather continue the conversation with Jökull.

"What the fuck are you doing? I spared your life and you cannot even allow me to have a conversation?" Tyr said and this statement clearly surprised Jökull.

"What do you mean you spared her life?" Jökull questioned with a raised brow, flashing his comrade a glance before returning his eyes to Tyr.

"It is as you heard, I do not see any of you as my enemies but if your blades are raised at me, I have no other option than to defend myself but once the battle is won, I do not kill the prisoners," Tyr said, Jökull could not believe what he was hearing. 

"Does that not make them your enemies? If you raise your sword at anyone to defend yourself, that person becomes your enemy. You were foolish in letting Skaði go because you failed at depleting your enemy's forces. Compassion does not exist in war and I will not show you compassion," Jökull said bluntly and that brought an abrupt end to the conversation they were having.

Skaði took over from here, she was the weaker among the two and Jökull had no time to waste his energy on Tyr because with the child alive, their deal with Vingulmark remained.

This was not him underestimating Tyr but allowing Tyr to correct his mistake in letting Skaði live before he captured him, it would be fun to gauge his strength against Skaði.

Skaði was glad she had this opportunity and she thrust her blade towards his mid-section, Tyr side-stepped it and dodged it easily.

He could not believe how easy this was, but the moment he dodged it, the chains at the hilt were manipulated. Tyr, however, was no fool and was up to the task as he jammed his ax into the chain, burying it into the ground.

This halted its advance, Skaði was impressed by this move considering he had never seen it, this was his first time encountering it and yet he was able to defend against it.

Tyr lunged forward at her, thinking he had taken away her only means of defense and she put on the same act as she did with Kolbeinn; down her sleeves came a blade but Tyr had a unique skill where he did not need to rely on sight to perceive an attack.

Tyr easily blocked it with his ax before jamming his fist right into her jaw but she did not move an inch. This showed she possessed impressive physical attributes, to begin with,

Skaði spat out blood and punched Tyr right back, her fist packing a lot more punch than his as it sent him skidding backward in the snow before coming to a gradual halt and he noticed that Skaði had detached the chain attached to the hilt of her spear and went for his head just before he came to a halt but Tyr had enough of this weapon.

She was good but there was a weakness spear possessed that very few people exploited and that was the wooden structure of the weapon.

Unlike swords composed entirely of metals, spears had wood and Tyr jammed his ax into that wood, cutting it into two with a single slash, snatching it out of the air, and throwing it right at her feet.

Skaði was surprised by his dexterity, and she had to jump up to evade the attack but this put her at a disadvantage because she was now vulnerable.

Tyr had already begun his run towards her the moment he threw the sharp end of her spear.

eαglesnᴏνel And during the run, he had taken the ax he had used earlier to pin her chain and tossed it toward her while she was airborne with the sole purpose of impaling her torso.

Skaði could not block it and the wood would not be strong enough to block it as it had chipped but she had no choice.

Skaði used the wood to defend against it, while it did somewhat reduce the momentum, it did not block it but luckily for Skaði, she was wearing armor but this was what Tyr expected from his experience with Jökull.

This was the move he expected and Skaði was so occupied trying not to die that she lost all perception of Tyr's presence, allowing the warrior to run past her with his ax, a second before her feet could touch the ground, to take off her head.

Blood splatter was what followed and a sinister grin crept up on Tyr's face as a single word left his lips.

"Ha!"