The boy was small; about four and a half feet. He wore a sash. On his back was a quiver of arrows and in his hands was a bow, which had now shrunk into a watch. He looked to have wisdom way beyond his years, which was ignored by his high pitched voice.

Boy: You shouldn't enter illegally dude. The chieftain hates illegal immigrants. He says he is gonna erect a fortress to block senarkan people from entering. I don't like the guy. You should probably heed my warning. You seem like really nice guys.*

Everyone: ....

Jortfunn:Who are you?

Boy: Well, everyone says that. Well you're not to blame cause you just met me and  I randomly blocked you guys with an astra. Though my teacher told me not to use them but...

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"Please, can yer be silent for a moment?" said lackey of jortfunn no. 1*"Yer too talkative. So whadda ya sayy boss? You wan'us  ter gert him out? "

.....

"Boss?"

"Such an intricate weapon, the likes of which I have never seen. "

"Oh god, he on it agairn. Boss, please, stop it. Ye dun do this evry time'. Last time we got sturck jus' cos' yer wudn't shut up about the trident which hit our ship."

Meanwhile, the two black clothed people, Sarino and Karm, slowly thawed out. When no one was looking, they vanished in a puff of smoke.

The boy was about to pursue them, but he let it slide and turned to the vikings.

Jortfunn asked, "So young yet able to handle such weapons! Boy, who are you?"

"I am a wanderer and a Rishi. I am the the disciple of Indra, god of charge, rain and king of the lower demigods. I am Aratvaka."

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