"We wait it out," the Doctor said, panting heavily and wiping his brow of sweat. "If the warriors come after us then we'll have to hide. Hopefully they'll be more interested in killing each other rather than going on a troublesome hunt to track down to weirdly dressed people," the Doctor said before pulling out a paper fan from his pocket and fanning himself with it.<br/><br/>"Why I don't understand is why there is so much fighting going on," the Doctor said to Robin before turning in the direction of the armies. The sound of battle had long since faded away, but the odd clang of swords and shout of pain could still be heard on the wind. "Yes, Vikings are warrior people and they like to raid villages and slice each others limbs off with big ole axes, but this is mindless."<br/><br/>The Doctor stopped fanning himself and reached into his pocket for his sonic screwdriver. He began to scan the air with its bright light and whirring noise, it's light illuminating the darkness of the fern trees that dwarfed them.<br/><br/>"But mindless doesn't seem particularly Viking. They're honor bound people that live for the fight, it's part of their religion, you fight or you're not worthy of living," the Doctor explained before pocketing the device after a few seconds and scratching his roughly shaven chin. "So why are they just attacking each other for no reason? What are they trying to prove?"<br/><br/>He turned to Robin before walking towards her and grabbing her by the shoulders. "Come on Robin, its time for you to show me just how incredible you are. A group of Vikings attack each other seemingly at random. In Norse mythology the Viking's believe that if they fall in battle they go to a place called Valhalla, a warriors paradise. If they're trying to rip each other apart at random, what does that tell you?"