Halbjorn sets his axe down, then his blades at his side, then his knives, and then he walks forward with a smile.
"Ho serpent, mine father wilt one day slay the greatest of all serpentkind. Thou'rt but a pale reflection, and thine only pride ist thy crushing strength. Ver' well, I am unarmed. I wouldst wrestle thee and see which of us ist strongest. Thou knowst well the prize if thou shouldst win, if I am victorious, thou wilt come with me, head hung low for the loss."
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