Then he tackled him, sliding in from behind and locking him in a reverse choke hold. Twisting with all his might, Kratos wrenched the stranger’s neck until his head turned almost completely backward.
“Come on, do it! Of everyone I have faced, I’d hoped you would have been able to make me feel something, but even you can’t,” the stranger taunted, straining.
Kratos grunted and heaved, finally snapping the stranger’s neck. A moment later, his limp body crumpled to the ground before the God of War. Exhausted, Kratos dumped the stranger’s carcass into the crevasse. He stood there for many minutes waiting, half-expecting the man to come back to life and spring up from the hole to attack once more. As his breathing slowed to a normal rhythm, Kratos accepted that he had ended the strange man’s life.
God Of War - Midgard, Ch 4
