The whole second half or last third of the movie revolves around possession of the so called 'Heartfire'. When the bad viking guy gets control of it, being a smart guy and all, he obviously does not do anything with it until he has been beaten in a fist and sword fight. Then in a stroke of genius he decides that maybe it would be a good idea to do something with this heartfire so he chugs it down like he was some kind of a frat bro downing his first brew of the evening. He then proceeds to transform into some kind of a fire god or titan and decides to show that he is a force to be reckoned with and strikes his best titan pose only to be instantenously stabbed in the chest mid-pose with a sword....THE END...for him at least. Seriously.

Talk about a lackluster cast by the way. Pretty much the whole cast shows the charisma of a bar stool, and especially the main siblings' acting is painful to look at. Also it seems they literally allowed Patrick Stewart to phone his performance in.