The Fighting Intensifies!

"Asmund, you have raised an interesting child," Erik said, and this was the first time Erik had spoken to him like a person that can think outside of fighting.

"Why did you not kill me?" Asmund asked, despite injuring Erik he knew that Erik had the advantage of durability. 

"I am no longer interested in you, you have been spoiled and you smell of death…" Erik said and this did not bring as much comfort to Asmund as he thought it would. 

"Hahaha! I am an old man, it is no surprise you lost interest in me," Asmund said but he wanted to know why Erik of all people chose to stay with him when anyone could have killed him.

Why were they keeping him alive, he already knew whatever he was afflicted with was too far into his system to cure at this stage so death was certain. 

"Do not worry, King Asmund. I have found a new toy to play with." Erik said, and he had a perverse look in his eyes, a look that made Asmund uncomfortable.