Soon, Jon unsheathed his blade, and heads started rolling. He occluded his feelings fully, as he could not waver at all. This was his first execution as king, and it would not do if he began to falter, especially in front of the most loyal supporters of House Stark. An hour passed and he barely beheaded a hundred men. His body was strong enough to keep swinging a sword the whole day even with the runic restrictions, but his mind was another story. Especially with the strain the sacrificial rituals put on it. Jon had started feeling weary, despite the usage of occlumency. Beheading a hundred defenceless men in cold blood was very taxing on the psyche. He almost regretted the decision to mete out justice personally.