Askeladd and his men continue their march to escape from Thorkell. However, their march comes to a halt at the Severn River. Askeladd hands a letter to an old man operating a ferry across the river and tells him to deliver the letter to the other side immediately. As soon as he hears the addressee’s name, the old man sets off in his boat.
No, that's impossible.
We're no match for them.
.لن ينجح ذلك. لسنا ندًّا لهم
Ach was, aussichtslos. Das lassen wir.
No, es imposible.
No estamos a la altura.
No, es imposible.
No podemos competir con ellos.
Non, c’est inutile.
On n’est pas de taille.
No, impossibile. Non avremmo scampo.
Impossível! Não somos páreo para eles.