577 DLXXVII. Remember My Face (1/2)
”The four emblems... where are they?”
”Aaargh... where the hell else would them be, you piece of shit! Ask your stupid sphere! *spit*” Hakon exclaimed, whose face had turned red for the loud screams, spitting out blood that continued uninterruptedly gushing from his mouth towards Dag, hitting him in the face.
He again attached the Giantbane to his belt and wiping his face with one hand, made a blunt expression.
”You know what, Hakon? You're so small and meaningless that you don't even disgust me. I thought the 'great leader of Lies Of Loki' was the only warrior who could put me in trouble, the only one who could push me beyond my limits. Instead, look at you, you're just a homunculus playing the bully, but your powers and strength are worth less than zero. I'm going to dismember every fiber in your body, break every muscle, and let wild animals feed on your remains... I wouldn't leave your putrid flesh even to the Claws Of Fenrir, who are worthy of my respect. The first arm was for my father Stein. Stein, remember this name, it is thanks to him that I began looking for you” Dag exclaimed, who very slowly moved the second dark arm towards the enemy.
Hakon, turning his eyes slightly, watched the huge black hand approach and, panicked, could not even scream because of the pain in his chest.
”The other arm is not for Brann... if it was up to me, that bastard can rot forever in Helheim, or wherever his soul is right now... no, it's not for him... this is for Asa, Skjold's bravest Shieldmaiden, the one who had to endure the pain of losing two husbands because of you and your soldiers!” Dag yelled again, whose dark arm tightened Hakon's other arm and violently began pulling outwards.
”Aaargh! Please, just kill me! Just… aaaah!” the enemy leader continued to scream, while he tried to wriggle unnecessarily consuming the last drops of adrenaline flowing into his body.
Under the eyes of his companions, some of whom, including Freydis, were forced to turn around so as not to witness that bloody scene, Dag tore Hakon's arm one fiber at a time, fraying the muscle of his shoulder as if it was made of rubber until he reached the bone, that was forcefully broken apart.
When his arm was separated from the rest of the body and thrown to the ground with a gesture of constipation, Hakon completely lost consciousness and his head lowered to the ground, continuing to lose blood.
Dag's hand immediately grabbed the hammer, quickly detaching it from his belt, and, after a few seconds of accumulating electricity in his weapon, he approached Hakon's dying body, resting its stone head on his chest.
A very strong electric shock swept through Hakon's unconscious body, which, having just passed out, immediately recovered his lucidity and awoke from his mortal sleep by grinding his eyes and emitting strange verses, while blood flowed from his mouth, dirtying his entire neck and chest.
”Dag...” Freydis whispered, that despite knowing that her boyfriend had waited for that moment of vengeance all his life long, did not believe he would be so sadistic, mocking his enemy even on the verge of death.