"I'm not going to fall on my arm," he growls insistently.

It takes a lot of effort, but he finds the determination to make it through the door and into the hall. One length of the journey down.

"Do you have any idea what it's like to come face-to-face with Rollo in battle, priest?"

The question is posed conversationally, if a little breathlessly.

"It's like encountering a mad bear, where you have nowhere to turn. And you have no choice but to fight, because if you turn away, he will kill you anyway."