Ivar scowls, thinking of the useless waste of space that Dodger was currently occupying. "He's a bully. He's assumed from the moment he saw I wasn't able to walk that I was a weak target." That was truth enough. Ivar's had his fair share of dealing with assholes like that his whole life. People who assumed his physical shortcomings meant that he made an easy target. Usually, it ended with them learning their fatal mistake. As his brother Ubbe had once said, it was better to respect and fear him if someone wanted to stay alive.

"Guess he thought he saw another opportunity to push me around." That part was true enough too, although, it hadn't happened until Ivar had been the one to strike first. But after he'd started things, Dodger had been all too keen to take the opportunity to try and show he was better than the disabled Viking.