What is Ragnar's name that you just said about me, little Swede? I will know that you graduated from my class at the Sargoth Academy to throw the ax. I have participated in many secret raids on Swaidian territory and have more than 300 confirmed rapes. I trained on looting, and I threw an ax launcher at the king's firewall. You are nothing to me but just another peasant. I will kill you with unprecedented savagery by Calradia, on the occasion of my fucking runes. Do you think you can get away with saying shit like this to me online? Think again, Swadian. As we talk, I connect to my clandestine network of hussars all over Calradia and your cuttings are being detected right now, so it is better to prepare the storm and the peasants. Storm that wipe out your pathetic little thing call your kingdom. You're fucking dead, used horses. I can be anywhere and anytime, I can kill you with more than 700 ways, and that's just with my neighborhood. Not only am I intensely trained on face combat, but I can access the whole arsenal in the north, and I will use it as far as possible to clear your miserable ass from Kalradia, but a little shit. If you can only find out what is the unholy retribution that your "smart" little comment was about to fall on you. Maybe you bear your tongue dreaded, but you could not, did not, and now you pay the price, stupid you! I'll shit throw arms all over you and you'll sink in. You fucking dead, kiddo. I will drink from your skull! I'll shit throw arms all over you and you'll sink in. You fucking dead, kiddo. I will drink from your skull! I'll shit throw arms all over you and you'll sink in. You fucking dead, kiddo. I will drink from your skull!
