The Vikings overcame their first obstacle and their morale was at an all-time high.
They steamed at the top of their lungs, their hunger seemingly gone as they were cheerful.
This told them that they were headed in the right direction, they thought they were lost but now it has been confirmed that people did exist beyond the obstacle.
Tyr was quiet, he didn't know why but he felt uneasy because he could not only sleep but something told him that he might die on this battlefield.
Tyr knew he had to overcome this challenge and he had conquered death once already but this time felt different.
"Are you okay, Tyr?" Thorgard asked him, sitting beside him.
"Something feels strange about this invasion. I fear that we might have underestimated their strength. They managed to do so much damage with such little men…." Tyr blurted out, this was not what worried him but it would do to keep Thorard distracted from what really bothered him.