Thargan awoke from his frenzy, finally coming back to real-time, no longer in a killing furor. He looked around his surroundings, marveling at the destruction the Hibernian warriors had caused. They had slaughtered almost every soldier, save but a few dozen they captured as slaves. Gustaf the Terrible had been slain, his head now in the hands of his father, the Kesjare. Even with all the carnage, he had only lost a few hundred brethren in the battle on the plains of Vigrond.
Now Vigrond, the Midgard capital, was a free city. The Hibernian army began a siege on the walls of the gloomy city that was on the crest of Ryfjallet, the tallest mountain on the range.