There are formulas that evolve too little, whether in form or content. This return should have been a triumph, the joy of seeing a first try converted into a must-have, but it is not. The title remains a retro journey that fails to make the leap to nowadays' standards. Those who adored Volgarr will be happy to have him back, but he has lost some of his prestige through his feasting and drinking. The old warrior has earned his rest. May he rest in peace in Valhalla, where we will sing his praises and his exploits, forgetting that he has traded his soul for an ersatz immortality.