The Son Of Ragnar



The fight intensified and Tyr might have killed this woman a lot easier than he had anticipated and he had Kolbeinn to thank for that.

Kolbeinn informed him of her tricks so Tyr incorporated it into his fighting strategy should he fight her.

"Ha!" Tyr blurted out as his ax was stained in her blood, but he could not deliver the fatal blow he had intended because Skaði had thrown her hand in the way, sustaining a serious injury.

Tyr realized she was still very much injured from her previous battle and it was quite stupid to put her in battle in such a state as she would be severely weakened. 

"You are one crafty bastard, aren't you?" Skaði complimented him but Tyr did not look impressed by her skills.

"Skaði, my offer still stands…" Tyr said and Jökull raised his brow in suspicion, what was Tyr talking about? Skaði noticed that Jökull was growing suspicious of her interaction with Tyr and she had every intention of nipping it in the bud because it was beginning to look like Skaði was not just his captive but much more.

Skaði omitted what they discussed from the reports she told Sighvatur, which was strange considering it was an innocent conversation.

Tyr had injured her but that was not the intent behind his strike, he wanted to kill her.

Skaði thought she could take him in her current state but that was proving to be false, she could barely keep up because Tyr was not only fast but he played off his strength and exploited the weakness of his enemies intelligently.

"You are strong and I am sure you will be a great warrior in the future but this is not enough to kill Sturla…" Jökull blurted out, walking in front of  Tyr with his blade drawn.

Tyr had bested his comrade and Jökull allowed this because he wanted to see if Tyr would display some god-like skill but nothing of that sort was shown.

He now understood why they did not fight Sturla individually, maybe that was why they won because Tyr was full of tricks and Gissur was a freak nature.

Together, they just might stand a chance, Jökull had reevaluated his earlier assessment of the situation and it was looking plausible now.

He had never crossed swords with Gissur but stories were he was equal to Sighvatur and he had a lot more experience than Sturla in terms of combat.

Jökull sensed the threat that Tyr could potentially be in the future and the thought made him uneasy, he was not having it and decided to defeat him here and now.

He held his sword tightly and Tyr looked over his shoulder to see if the female warrior had any intentions of joining in.

He knew a 2V1 would put him at a massive disadvantage, he could not conceive how he would win but the lady being injured and her weapon of choice destroyed, gave him a fighting chance.

"You have been holding back…" Jökull said under his breath, an observation that surprised Tyr because this was how he fought, he held back to give the enemy a false perception of his ability, and he only used his full strength when a supposed opening presented itself.

Jökull was not a fool and he walked towards Tyr, but Skaði began to think about what had just happened, she could still use the hand that Tyr's ax injured, this meant the force he used for this attack was not even enough to kill her if it did make contact with her neck.

Skaði thought she was overthinking it but why would he want to spare her during battle?

eαglesnᴏνel The fact that Jökull did not even jump in to protect said a lot about how the Sturlungar clan operated. They were not a family, just a compilation of warriors gathered in one place to fight with no loyalty to one another but to the clan.

Jökull did not care about his comrade and Tyr noticed the battle around them, they were losing the fight even without Jökull fighting.

This was the difference in their power and they could only put up this much resistance because of the Sturlungar clan members that Tyr managed to acquire or this battle would have been over already.

"I have been holding back because I know what is coming after this fight!" Tyr exclaimed, he had picked up his ax right in front of Skaði, but she did not move a muscle to attack him.

The moment Tyr picked up his ax, he charged at Jökull intending to kill him but Jökull easily blocked his strikes, Tyr was swinging and attacking from every possible angle but not once did he trouble Jökull.

Jökull was stronger than he was when they first fought or would it be more accurate to say that he had only just now shown his true strength?

He was only defending, he wanted to see the full strength of Tyr before he captured him as the order to not kill him still stood so this granted Tyr room for complacency.

Jökull landed a blow right in his torso, sending the dark-skinned warrior buckling, falling to his knees as the pain felt like a shockwave had been sent through his body.

"You see?" Jökull said, right before kicking him square in the face to send him tumbling on his back, Tyr could feel the pain rock his head, his brain felt like it had taken a beating. 

Jökull placed his foot on his neck and began to slowly choke him out, he clawed away but he could not remove Jökull's foot from his neck.

Tyr showed his acrobatics, as he raised his lower body, placing both his feet around the arm of Jökull, then returning it to the ground, taking Jökull with him.

Jökull hit the ground with a thumping sound; Tyr could feel the oxygen shoot right through his lungs, but he did not have time to be idle but there was a huge problem.

Sighvatur was nowhere to be seen, he could not try to take his head and he had encountered the worst-case scenario.

He wanted to end it in a single strike because realistically speaking, Tyr was their only chance at victory as he was currently the strongest warrior on their side seeing as Kolbeinn was in no fighting condition as his injury was far more severe than the lady he had fought.

Jökull dusted himself off but his expression did not change, he was not impressed or unnerved by this and expected such a fight.

"I want to share something with you, Tyr…" Jökull said, trying to establish dialogue once again with the younger warrior.

"What is it?" Tyr questioned with a raised brow and his defense amped up. 

"Sighvatur never had any intention of handing you over to the outsiders…" Jökull blurted out but Tyr remained quiet, waiting for him to land.

"You are the son of Ragnar, you are the most powerful bargaining chip and someone wants your head more than Vingulmark…." Jökull paused momentarily.

"It is someone you know well, he goes by the name Askild,"