Man, that is a horrendous noise. It's a good thing there's no one around to hear it or Ivar would be in a lot of trouble. It never looks good when a grown man is manhandling a little girl. Even if this one did deserve everything that was coming to her.

"Why would I do that, you little brat?" Nope, he's not letting go of her anytime soon. Instead, he holds up the knife to one of her green eyes, the tip only a few inches away. "I think maybe I'll take one of them out. You only need one to see." He's not going to. Ivar's not that cruel.