Tracking back where MadLad came from was pretty easy. The snow was thick enough that it left a deep trail. The rain was also over, meaning there was no new snow hiding the trail they left.
The hooded Max returned to the battlefield where they clashed. There, he found some weapons lying around. He picked up two swords, an extra axe, and a shield before continuing.
The trail headed upward, toward the forest area, opposite to the forest they passed by when they went down the mountain.
"Hmm, so they are coming from that way. I can smell my opponents." Max muttered as he followed the trail, acting like a real assassin coming to kill all Vikings.
— Is he playing an assassin?
— Damn, the way he followed the trail by stepping exactly on the footprints is neat
— Assassin Breeze in a Viking's Era, huh? This would be fun.
— Would he be able to handle a lot of people by himself, though? The battle from earlier was pretty close