The Wild Hunt Page #3

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- I have forgotten the saga-

- Come on! Really?

Louder! I have

forgotten the sagas.

I have lost my warrior pride.

I have forgotten the sagas

and I have lost my warrior pride.

I have lost my warrior pride.

And because of that,

I have lost my woman!

She has left me for another.

I have lost my warrior pride.

And because of that,

I have lost my woman to another.

Louder.

I have lost my warrior pride.

And because of that--

Louder, brother!

The gods must hear you!

I've lost my pride!

And because of that, Lyn dumped me!

Yes.

Good, my brother!

Now rise, Erik Magnusson.

You are Viking.

And you are ready to fight for her.

Wait here.

They have many scouts.

What's that noise?

It's the Wild Hunt.

What's the Wild Hunt?

It's a night of frenzy

where the horned god

materializes in the

form of a man-beast

and leads a group of huntsmen

in a mad pursuit

across the countryside,

hunting, revelling,

killing everything in their path.

Only a few centuries ago,

man used to fear the

woods and its creatures.

We, the people of the Earth,

must relearn to revere the forest,

to be one with the land!

To free the beast within!

And for that, we must sacrifice!

Tonight, Murtagh

will summon the beast

with the blood of a pure maiden,

Lady Evlynia.

The Hunt will race into the village

and send fear and despair

into the hearts of the warriors.

It'll take 2 extra

hits to kill them.

It's a huge bonus.

How do we stop it?

The Wild Hunt cannot be stopped.

Get the f*** away from me!

You!

You who had no hope.

You who are lost.

Do you wanna live?

Do you wanna be free?

Can you?

Then you must die and be reborn!

Reborn!

LYN!

Be still, my brother.

I knew you could handle it.

The beast is reborn!

Princess!

Princess...

She's dead.

She belongs to the beast.

We can't rescue her.

No, no.

We Magnussons will bring

her back from the dead.

All right?

You create a diversion.

I'll do the rest.

What diversion?

Just be yourself.

- Follow me.

- Yes!

Oliver?

Oliver, come in.

Where are you? It's happening!

Let the Wild Hunt begin!

Murtagh!

Hey!

One hit, no armour. You're dead!

I've got your Wild

Hunt right here, Murtagh!

And it feels good! It feels good!

You're officially a prisoner

of the Vikings.

The referees know about all this.

What the f*** are you wearing?

What? I can't hear you.

Right there.

Stupid thing.

What the f*** are you wearing?

Yar! I'm a Viking!

Studded leather?

I thought it looked pretty good.

Well, it's all right.

Kind of badass.

It's kind of badass.

It's kind of not.

Oh, f*** this!

Come on, let's get out of here.

Ow!

Well done!

Well done! You got her!

It was his plan all along,

Princess.

Maybe you should come

home after this weekend.

Why? Does Father ask about me?

Uh...

What?

I don't know. That's all he says.

Oh...

Come, it is not safe.

They will send their

demon dogs after us.

Demons?

Come on.

He sucker-punched me, all right?

It came out of nowhere.

So what?

How was it?

I f***ing missed it!

I f***ing missed it!

The elves, the elves...

You knew about this?

What about the rules?

No attacks in camps,

no night skirmishes.

"What about the rules?"

What--what the f***, man?

Come on!

What?

What is this? Is it about her?

She's a slut, man! Let's move on!

Why don't you move on, Greg?

Why don't you move on out of here?

Yeah, that's right.

Ah!

Now that the Magnussons

have retrieved

our holy Valkyrie,

will you fight for King Bjorn?

Ah, yes!

The Vikings have made it!

I don't know.

Brace yourselves! Wave!

Oh! Man overboard!

Bjorn, man overboard!

Mind the helm, brother!

Raven!

Fetch the raven, boy!

The storm is too strong!

The symbol of Odin.

When a Viking ship is lost at sea,

only a raven can find land.

Eye of Odin!

Wing of Thor!

I release thee!

Now soar!

Soar, soar!

Good evening.

Fly!

Ah!

Ah! Have you come

to pledge allegiance

to the Magnusson clan

now that we have

retrieved our Valkyrie?

No! Nay!

Uh, the magnanimous

King Argyle is ready

to marry with the Princess Evlynia,

thus uniting with the Vikings

in the coming more with Murtagh.

No!

That is a pile of

medieval bullshit!

No one will touch Princess Evlynia!

The Magnussons are

subjects to no one!

No one!

And you! You, Cpt. Bernard!

Once, you swore

allegiance on Mjllnir.

The gods have not forgotten!

Come back to us! Join us!

My men are not traitors.

Do you refuse this allegiance?

Yes, we refuse!

Yes! Yeah!

Very well.

If you wish to be turncoats,

then you shall die as turncoats.

Blow the horn.

Holy sh*t!

Come, my brother.

I will protect you

and your princess.

Now go!

Your lust will carry

this ship to victory!

What?

Why does my son

have sombre dreams?

Why does my son have sombre dreams?

That's what Odin, in our sagas,

asks of his beloved son.

Thanks.

What say you?

The captured Viking

princess takes off her boots

because her feet are so damn tired

from running around.

Viking princess Viking princess

Look at me I'm a

Viking princess

We will all die glorious deaths!

Come on!

...to the crow's nest!

This is it, Lyn, huh?

This is--this is what makes you

feel like a princess?

Wrestling with foam swords?

Is that how you feel

like a princess?

'Cause I can make you

feel like a princess.

So come here.

We will all have dined

in the best hall of Valhalla!

Come on! Come get it!

Come and get it!

Ah, come on!

The elves! Are they

with us or against us?

Lyn, I will--I will...

God, I will follow you forever.

I--I will dress up

like a f***ing Viking

and fight off guys with

rubber swords and beer bellies

to be with you.

Lyn, you gotta stop this

bullshit, all right?

Listen, I can't do this anymore.

Yeah, I know my life is sh*t

and I've gotta deal

with stuff with my dad.

But if you want me to leave...

for Christ's sake, just say it!

Erik...

We can't--

This is insane!

Oliver!

Oliver, it's out of control!

I think they wanna have

the big battle tonight.

We have decided to ally ourselves

with the courageous King Bjorn!

What? King Bjorn? What the f***?

No, no, that's not legal!

No, no!

Oh, Argyle!

I, King Bjorn, will lead

the great battle tomorrow!

He's got no guts

He's got no balls

He's got no guts

He's got no balls

He hides behind

his rotten balls

He hides behind

his rotten balls

Because his name

is Lady Argyle

Very good.

Lady Argyle

And his name is Lady Argyle

Murtagh!

It's Murtagh!

Murtagh...

Ambrosia, if you don't

restore me as king,

I won't allegiance with you.

And then you'll get

creamed by Murtagh.

So what are you gonna do?

Ah! Coward!

You're always charging backwards!

Boys! You can both be kings...

of my eastern and western kingdoms,

of my mountains and my valleys.

But for now,

shut the f*** up and

let's rock'n'roll!

Hail Empress Ambrosia!

Hail the allegiance!

Oliver, Argyle and

Bjorn are even allies.

It's insane!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Easy.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Oh sh*t!

Don't worry about it.

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