Days later, Asgard lost its gold and light once again as the Dark Elves took control of the kingdom. It was once peaceful yet slightly balanced when Eric took the throne as King. But due to this outrage of hate, and chaos, Asgard was once again shackled in darkness. Dark Elves patrolled the streets and ports throughout the kingdom as the hangings of the innocent were held to this day. 

A few Asgardians; men, women, and children, were shackled from their feet, to their hands, as they were forced to a row of gallows, seven at a time. A Dark Elf started to announce over the silence. "In order to effect a timely halt to deteriorating conditions, and to ensure the common good, a state of emergency is declared for these territories. By decree of His Majesty, Lord Algrim, and according to martial law, the following statutes are temporarily amended: right to assembly, suspended", he announced before seven pairs of feet came into view at the bottom of the platform. "Right to habeus corpus, suspended", another seven pairs of feet showed at the bottom. "Right to legal counsel, suspended", then another pair. "Right to verdict by a jury of peers, suspended", then another. "All persons convicted of sorcery use, or aiding a person convicted of sorcery use, or associating with a person convicted of sorcery use, shall be sentenced to hang by the neck until dead", the next seven people walked onto the platform: five men, one woman...and one small child. A female. A young girl. Wearing poor clothing that was never tended to with soot covering her face, arms, and legs. She was bare footed. No shoes. But had something in her hand that she seemed to be fondling with. She looks up at the noose above her before she looks back down. She began to sing: 

"The king and his men, stole the queen from her bed. And bound her in her bones. The seas be ours, and by the powers, where we will, we'll roam", she sang in her dry and soft voice before the executioner placed her on top of a barrel so she could reach the noose. It was silent for a moment before a man with a noose around his neck began to sing. "Yo, ho, all hands, hoist the colors high", just then, everyone on the platform began to sing in unison. "Heave ho, thieves and beggars, never shall we die", eventually, every condemned prisoner in the courtyard began to join before they stomped their feet and wrists to make the shackles jingle. "Yo ho, all together, hoist the colors high"

The same Dark Elf who made the call earlier, ran to Lord Algrim, the leader, as the prisoners continued to sing in the background. "Lord Algrim! They've started to sing, sir", he tells him before Algrim makes a small smirk. "Finally", he simply responds. The prisoners continued their singing as the young girl clutched the token in her hand. "Heave ho, thieves and beggars, never shall we die", she sang just before the executioner released the platforms underneath their feet. It then dead silent as the token slowly drops. It makes a hollow sound while it twirls in midair, then spinning on where it landed before it fell flat. The message has been sent...