No!
Look!
Go get him!
- Come on. - No.
Find her. Protect her. This is my journey.
And it lies upon a different path.
Go on. Go on!
I can't see anything.
Son of a whore isn't here!
This will make him come out.
No. No.
Have you had enough of your vengeance yet?
Tell me where the next village is.
Take him!
She came back and changed what I could not.
If you are not strong enough to kill the bear...
...use the bear's strength to kill it.
Take my path...
...and I will take yours.
Tell me!
Rip him apart!
Now will you tell me where the villagers are?
Many years ago a ship came here.
On board was a boy...
...the son of a great Viking warrior.
I knew your father.
Where are they?
Wait!
I will take you there.
I will be your pathfinder...
...if you let her live.
I knew you could speak like a human.
Gunnar! An eye for an eye!
I decide who dies.
I remember the home of the Dragon Men, the endless winter.
They know snow and ice like no other living men.
But they know nothing of our spring.
Where have they gone?
Wait! Wait!
Over the mountains.
I know where they went.
Then lead on.
Over here!
Let's go.
They'll find the others. What are you doing?
What your father taught me.
Get up, you clumsy bitch!
We go west.
That leads us away from the coast!
Do you think me a fool, boy?
I'm telling the truth.
Bring the bitch.
Over here!
Move!
We should go around the ice.
- He's trying to slow us down. - No.
It's safer to go around the lake.
We are not cowards!
So you have become the Pathfinder for the Dragon People. Good.
I'm dying.
Don't complain to me about it.
Anyway, you can't die yet.
You're not done.
- This is for the next Pathfinder. - Who?
You already know.
Get him out!
- Let him die! - It was your idea to cross the ice...
...and we still need him.
Is it cold, you bastard?
We'll go around the lake.
The lost hunting party.
Let's tie ourselves together.
The path is too dangerous.
Then you lead the way.
Tie yourselves together!
She stays tied to me.
He's leading us nowhere!
I want you to hit me.
- What? - Hit me.
Hit me.
Enough, bitch!
You are the son of a Viking. Show it!
Show it!
Here!
Come to me.
Listen to me!
Leave!
No! No, I'm not going to leave you! No.
Go! Trust me! Please!
Go!
You chose savages over your own kind.
Die, crying boy...
...because you could not remember who you are!
I know who I am!
Do it!
Give me death by the sword.
I am the last of your kind in this cursed land.
You're not my kind.
They're gone.
The spirit of the prophecy...
...has come full circle.
Like my father before me...
...I became the Pathfinder to the People of the Dawn.
He watched over the coast, always over the coast...
...looking for signs of the Dragon Men...
...to keep the wolves of hate away from our shores.
He had found his path.
Of two peoples, he was neither, yet he was both.
He changed my life...
...and the destiny of our people.