One must see through the deceit of one's very own truth. Do you believe in the Old Gods? This story follows the life of a young African boy, who was ripped from the life he had known and thrown into an unforgiving one where a single mistake could cost him everything. Being branded a "thrall", he was to be sold but an unforeseen event swept him ashore in the heart of the Norsemen, the Vikings. What fate has the Gods chosen for this child? is it one of salvation or one of destruction? COVER IS OWNED BY ME!
Things were coming to an end and there were no closer to finding out who killed Tor as the chaotic scene allowed King Gryting to implement his plan.
He was now fighting Ragnar, a man that he wished he did not pick a fight with due to his impeccable battle prowess.
Even though he landed a hit on Ragnar, he realized that Ragnar's mind was focused on something entirely different.
King Gryting heard his archers being cut down in the distance and he realized it was just him and Ragnar.
The armour he was so confident in, he realized that Ragnar's strikes were not to test its durability but rather, forced the metal to cave in around his joints.
This made it a lot more difficult for Getting to fight and the only option he had if he was possibly going to compete with Rsgnar was to take it off.
And that is exactly what he did, Gryting took off his armour as he watched Ragnar remove the arrow protruding from his shoulder.