CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN

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THE LAST KINGDOM
𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 ─── ❛ Dane slayer

▃▃▃▃▃ ‧₊˚⊹ ‧₊˚⊹ ▃▃▃▃▃ THE LAST KINGDOM𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 ─── ❛ Dane slayer

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SERPENTS TONGUE ₊˚.༄𖥸 ── 
𑁍₊𓄹 -- ❪ the last kingdom ❫. 𓄹
╭ ‧₊˚⊹    你好,欢迎光临           
╰ ✦ curses and battles╭ ᘒ ✦

The travel to the village where the seer, Skåde, was didn't take long. The group hit behind one of the burnt huts, looking over to the men guarding the building.

"Shes in there, lord." The man they had captured from the village told them. "Inside the church. Am I still needed?"

Uhtred shook his head. "Go find your family." He simply instructed the man, making him quickly walk away.

Athena looked over Uhtred's shoulder, looking over towards the men. "Go on, Osferth." Athena uttered with a grin, turning to the young man behind her. "Introduce yourself."

Osferth's eyes widened at her words, making Sihtric and Finan push him forwards and out of cover. Athena bit back a chuckle as she saw the look Osferth gave them before walking towards the group of Danes.

Whilst Osferth walked towards the building, the group split up into different directions, sneaking around the burnt camp.

Athena led the way in front of Uhtred and Finan, gripping her sword in her hand as she stealthily moved towards the building.

One of the Dane's laughed as he looked up at Osferth, clearly entertained. "Who are you? What do you want?"

"I would like you all to surrender." Osferth slowly nodded his head, hands clasped in front of him. Athena had to lean her head on the burnt wood in front of her to stop herself from laughing. "Or I will smite you."

"What did he say? Smite?" The Dane raised his brow at Osferth. "What is smite?"

"Well, it's a word, isn't it?" Osferth sarcastically said with an obvious look. Osferth had grown very sarcastic from being around Athena a lot more. "A word from the Holy Book. It means slay or kill." Osferth continued. "I will kill you."

The Danes chuckled at that, making Osferth turn to the side to look towards the three, but they were all biting back their own laughter. "You will smite all of us?" A Dane asked with a chuckle.

"Yeah, most." Osferth nodded his head at the men. "Some of you might run away, hopefully." The Dane's stepped towards him at that, making Osferth reach out towards his sword. "I've got...I've got a sword." He gripped onto the hilt of his sword. "A very sharp sword."

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