"Your end... it's near... Kval will be avenged..." whispered the man on the ground behind Dag, unable to speak out of back pain.
Imdiately after those words, Grog charged toward Dag, who looked up.
Although the charge was very fast, he avoided being impaled by the sharp horns of his enemy, who skimd his jacket, scratching it slightly.
Grog imdiately turned, following Dag with his eyes and intent on hitting him, but this ti Dag hit his horn with the hamr, which charged with electricity as he moved his arm.
"Aaaaaaaaagh!"
Grog made an inhumane verse and crawled with his face on the ground for about a ter, after the hamr smashed his horn, which fell to the ground on the tiles of the harbor floor, sounding like a rock.
When Dag looked at the enemy, who touched the broken horn, despairing, he noticed that the dawn had just arrived.
"Stop whining like a baby, kill that brat!" yelled the man with a broken back, trying to get up from the ground.
"I wanted to try my new weapon, but I don't think it's necessary... you know, you're such a disappointnt" Dag said, provoking his enemies further and getting closer to Reidar, who was slowly recovering from the blow.
"Cap... Captain... forgive if not..."
"Don't worry, you were fundantal, as usual. Go back to the inn to help Karl and Agnes. I'll finish here" Dag interrupted, ordering Reidar to leave.
He obeyed without objection and slowly walked toward the entrance of the tavern, limping slightly.
"You! Grrr! You hurt Grog! You die! Grrr!" the beast scread tearfully, rising to his feet, despite the excruciating pain caused by the broken horn.
"Ah, then you know how to talk, slly beast!" chuckled Dag, sure of himself.
Grog charged back at him.
"If I had been alone, I would probably have just urged you not to bother anymore..." said Dag, as he dodged the first blow.
"But you hurt all the mbers of my team..." continued, violently striking Grog with a hamr of his stomach.
"So I'm going to take your life..." he replied again, after hitting the horned giant on the leg with the axe, giving him a cut that made him kneel, while he was breathless after the hamring.
Dag looked at the Giantbane: as soon as Grog's blood dirted the blade, it beca glowing, shining bright red.
"Oh, yes. I like it, Vegard!" he thought, admiring his new weapon, regardless of whether he was in the middle of a fight.
He raised his axe high and violently struck the neck of the enemy kneeling before him: the glowing blade cut off his head with ease as if it was made of butter, even though just before one of Reidar's arrows tickled him.
Grog's head fell off and the only horn left on it, impaled into the ground.
Soon after, the decapitated body also fell, emitting a thud and smashing the tiles that decorated the floor of the port area of Halm.
The last remaining enemy remained wide-eyed, seeing his mighty ally die so easily.
Dag began to walk towards him.
"Tell , should I consider the Horns Of Heimdallr as an enemy Clan? Or are just you the dickhead who wants to kill to avenge his boss, who killed an innocent woman to conquer a ager worthless emblem?" he asked, as the enemy retreated.
"It's just a matter between you and , bug! Don't think you can defeat so easily! Ever since you killed Kval, I've done nothing but training to get ready for this mont!" he exclaid, pulling a spiked mace from his belt.
Dag noticed the man's hands shaking as he looked at his glowing axe and electric hamr.
"Well, at least we can put an end to this story, which really annoyed !" exclaid Dag, putting himself in a fighting position.
The man began to walk slowly towards him, pulling sothing from inside a bag attached to his light armor: it was a horn.
Dag looked at the object curiously, when the enemy played it.
The sound of the horn echoed in the harbor, sending away the still-sleeping seagulls perched on the boats docked at the pier.
"Luckily, the Sun hasn't co up yet and there aren't many people around. I don't want them to think we're bandits or who knows what" Dag thought, as he looked his enemy in the eye.
After playing the horn, the enemy took off the top of the armor and showed his chest, which began to fill with hair, which completely covered it, becoming a real grayish fur.
Two small horns sprang from the man's temples, curved downwards, and his nostrils widened considerably.
Even his eyes changed and his pupils modified their shape, becoming narrow and stretched horizontally, similar to those of a goat.
"Should I be worried now? Hahaha!" chuckled Dag, who was not intimidated by the new appearance of his enemy, who more than mutton looked like a lamb.
He began to run towards Dag, trying to hit him with a headbutt, but Dag hit him under the chin with a hamring, sending him flying about 2 ters high and breaking his jaw.
"You could have continued to live your life... you've already escaped death once... I know why you ca back to look for , I understand. I lost my Master, too. But you hurt my comrades. I can't let you live" Dag said, leaning down toward him.
The man wanted to answer, but because of the broken jaw, he made a aningless sound.
"Stop, Dag!" shouted a voice from behind him.
He got up and turned back.
"Let kill this useless son of a bitch. Your powers are wasted against such a weak enemy. He must pay for what he did to Agnes" said Karl, who was limping towards them, while Reidar and Agnes were a few feet behind.
Reidar looked at Dag and gesticulated him, making him realize that he had failed to restrain Karl after he regained consciousness.
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