One must see through the deceit of one's very own truth. Do you believe in the Old Gods? This story follows the life of a young African boy, who was ripped from the life he had known and thrown into an unforgiving one where a single mistake could cost him everything. Being branded a "thrall", he was to be sold but an unforeseen event swept him ashore in the heart of the Norsemen, the Vikings. What fate has the Gods chosen for this child? is it one of salvation or one of destruction? COVER IS OWNED BY ME!
Tyr stood against Calvin, with his dual axes equipped and Alf standing behind the warrior.
Alf knew better than anyone how strong Calvin was but he also knew that Tyr was yet to show his true strength ever since returning to the Viking world from his exile.
He has been playing and messing around, it was like he was scared of his strength but one person that had a gauge of his strength was Thorgard.
Tyr had shown him a glimpse of it during their spar.
"May I know the name of the man I am about to kill?" Tyr asked calmly but Calvin took this request the wrong way.
"You have some balls, I give you that but I will show you the difference between a soldier anointed by Christ and an unbeliever worshipping false gods…" Calvin muttered as his sword was held up.o