"It was you" I said to the man being dragged on the street. "what" he asked, earning him a jab to the jaw. "you were the cause" I continued. "you decided my people weren't worthy of protection." He tried to hit me but I kicked him hard in the leg. He let out a scream. "The vikings came, slaughtering those they found" we emerged from a small alley and onto the busy street. "I killed anyone who dared to come near me, but eventually we were overrun and destroyed, abandoned by the Iron Legion"
I stopped in the middle of the street and dropped the man on the ground. Everyone in the street turned towards me as I pulled out my sword. He tried to get up but was met by a foot pushing him back into the ground. "Don't bother, you'd be killed before you got on your feet." I said. I walked to his side and bent down, taking off his helmet. "I think i'll keep this as a souvenir." He looked at me with a slight fear.
I stood up and swung my sword at his leg, cutting through his armor and piercing his flesh. "ah, you son of a-" he said as he was slashed again in the chest. "This is for my village." I said as I circled him. I cut a gash into his cheek, causing him to reach for it in pain. "that is for my people"
Finally I stopped right next to his neck. I lifted my sword and with a final swing I said, "That is for Blackstone."
