The boat landed on the beach and the men leapt out.
After the long voyage it would be nice to stretch their legs, but they weren't here to sightsee.
The men in their horned helmets, carrying shields and swords ran shouting over the sand towards the settlement.
England.
Leif had been before. It was worth the tough crossing to get to this land. Perhaps he would stay this time?
The man walking near the beach stood no chance as Leif ran him through.
He continued into the settlement which they hoped to capture. It would be easy.
Dwellings were being set ablaze as the men advanced. People ran screaming. They would all soon die.
There was a screeching noise followed by a slam. A large mechanical bird hovered above them.
A loud voice boomed out: "This is the police. Put down your weapons. We've got you surrounded."
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