The viking men walked passed and stared at him. They brandished their axes while huffing their nose.
Aldred frowned. "I don't seem to have any problem with you gentlemen."
The vikings puffed their chest and walked past him. A viking bumped his shoulder, but Aldred stood his ground like a statue.
The viking that bumped him growled as if he was a beast. He pointed at Aldred's face. "You…"
After saying that, the viking stopped and walked away.
"What is their problem?" Ivette said, sheathing back her sword. If that viking dared to touch Aldred, she would have cut his arms to pieces.
"They're weird people for sure. I don't think they are from this continent," Aldred said.
Stella nodded. "They probably don't. I don't see a particular region where they would wear a horned helmet. They are human but acted like an orc: brutal and vicious. Did you notice that they have no wizard or bowman?"
"They loved to be close and personal," Aldred said.