Chapter 5

The first of them charges at me and swings his claws toward me head. I duck under his arm and let Ragnar deal with him. I hear the sound of flesh being ripped apart by steel. 

“Great Chiefs! What are they?” Ragnar asks. 

“They are flesh and blood,” I reply without looking back. 

“Didn’t you see what just happened?” 

What’s he talking about? 

I keep me eyes on me next attacker. She approaches me while hopping from side to side. 

What fighting skill is this? 

I swing my axe at her head, and she crouches under it. Her claws rip into the side of my clothes but do not penetrate the chain amour I have underneath. I turn around and feint an attack from above. As my axe comes down, she steps to one side, and I shift my body to adjust the motion and th