Bjorn had arrived at the camp and naturally, he was perceived as a threat but the men there knew he was not some common warrior by the number of horses that came their way.
"Stand down warriors!" A voice rang out and out came Sighvatur, he looked elated the moment his eyes saw Bjorn,
"Do you not know who that is? That is Bjorn Ironside!" Sighvatur knew exactly who Bjorn was but Bjorn had no idea who he was; he knew he was the one that led them.
He looked over at Nora and he could see the rage in her eyes.
"Is that him?" This was all Bjorn asked, ignoring Sighvatur in the process. Nora nodded to give him confirmation and Bjorn's attention returned to him.
Sighvatur found that he was arrogant but he had every reason to be considering who his father was so it was understandable.
"Hey, our Chieftain is talk-!" Before the Viking on Sighvatur's side could talk, a dagger was buried in his forehead, killing him instantly.