Chapter 118: Kåre's Dominance

Tyr managed to escape the horde of enemies in his way as they were engaged with warriors on his side. Vigar was alone on the wall and observed the battle on the ground like a watchdog.

Tyr knew he was the brains behind whatever absurd strategy this was, he did not know what he was playing at, but he did not want to find out.

He knew whatever was inside those barrels was not a good thing, he would have suggested they retreat, but they were already too deep.

"You! What are you planning?" Tyr shouted the moment he got near Vigar. Vigar was non-reactive to his arrival, as he did not even reach for the weapon strapped to his side.

Tyr noticed he was watching the battle unfold below; his attention was not on Tyr.

"If Erik is here, it means my father fell in battle…' Vigar muttered. He knew this fate befell his father long ago, but he was processing it correctly now because he felt a tiny part of him hoping against the apparent evidence.