Outlander Page #3

But we don't know how to kill it yet.

We need better weapons.

No. We need better metal.

Boromir, get the forge ready.

Unferth, Olaf, get the torches

and the ropes.

Let's go.

I'm coming with you.

No you're not.

That thing killed my father and

destroyed my home.

I'm coming with you.

This is where your ship went down?

That's right.

In a lake?

Don't ask.

Kainan?

Freya?

Freya?

Where's Freya?

Just get the metal and make the swords!

Damn.

What kind of metal is this?

King's sword again.

You're...

I know. Daft.

Let's go.

Where's it coming from?

It's beneath us.

God.

I slipped.

Let's keep moving.

Ain't nothing down there.

Unferth!

Wulfric!

Can you see anything?

Over here!

Boromir!

We'll drink together again, Kainan.

Herot mead.

Best in the world.

No!

Kainan!

Freya! Freya...!

Kainan!

That way!

Freya!

I'm here.

Freya, Freya.

Freya!

Freya. Squeeze through!

Squeeze through!

Too tight.

Take it!

Freya, calm down, calm down.

By all the gods.

Move!

Over there!

Get her out of here!

Come on!

Swing me!

Wulfric!

Is it dead?

Yes.

I wanted this for so long.

At least I got to wear it for a day.

I hope you wear it for

longer than I did.

We could have been friends.

We are friends.

Eric.

Up here!

Up here!

Up here!

Up here!

You wait here for the others.

I've got something to do.

You're not coming back, are you?

In the year of Four Kings,

Rothgar and Wulfric were laid to rest.

Heroes in the war against the Moorwens.

And Kainan, once a stranger to us...

...became king.

He took for himself a wife... and a boy,

who became as his own son.

But only I knew his secret.

That the gods had sent us Kainan.

And when it came time

to return to them...

...he chose to stay with us instead.

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