Part Twentyfour

Narrator

-He was no match for his opponent-. They all began to laugh nervously at Canute's words, knowing that this was the last hope for the Viking empire. Some chains surround the Berserker to later subdue him and not harm the leaders. Aren runs to her lover to take her in her arms and try to make her react.

-Come on, Elena, don't die, I'm asking you ... please ... don't leave me ...-. He expressed sadly as he held her head to his chest.

-Elena...-. Engla whispers sadly as he looked at her hand and held Daven's arm firmly with his other hand. Aren leaves his beloved on the floor full of the blood of both combatants.

-Is this what they wanted? Our damn empire went to hell; all our ancestors are on the ground for! -. Aren exclaimed with pain in his voice as Engla shed some tears just like Daven.