Night in distant lands

Anders, who was looking at the starry sky at night, got up from the ground, which was full of blood and human remains.

Using his hand, which was full of mud and blood, he wiped his nose and looked at the hundreds of corpses under the Danevirke wall.

Anders spread his hands while enjoying the scent of blood "Is that all they have Christians, a small group of filthy farmers?

They were weak, and even what you considered noble was nothing more than pieces of meat ready to be cut.

It's a shame that there were only very few enemies I would have enjoyed killing a few more, but sadly all good things never last too long. "

After saying those words, Anders picked up his two battle axes from the ground and began to limp towards the entrance of the wall since one of his legs was injured.