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| 2 | 353 | Then he with his ax, with a single swing, spattering View more quotes about blood">blood on the sheets of gold, cut the head from the body of the High Initiate of Kassau, and leaped, booted, to the height of the very altar of the temple itself. |
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| 2 | 350 | The eyes of the Forkbeard opened, and Ivar Forkbeard grinned at him. |
| 2 | 351 | With a roar of laughter, hurling the shroud from him, to the horror of the High Initiate, and other Initiates, and the congregation, Ivar Forkbeard, almost seven feet in height, leaped to his feet, in his right hand clutching a great, curved, single-bladed ax of hardened iron. |
| 2 | 352 | "Praise be to Odin!" he cried. |
| 2 | 353 | Then he with his ax, with a single swing, spattering blood on the sheets of gold, cut the head from the body of the High Initiate of Kassau, and leaped, booted, to the height of the very altar of the temple itself. |
| 2 | 354 | He threw back his head with a wild roaring laugh, the bloody ax in his hand. |
| 2 | 355 | I heard the beams of the two doors of the temple being thrown in place, locking the people within. |
| 2 | 356 | I saw the cloaks of the men of Torvaldsland hurled from them and saw, gripped in their two hands, great axes. |