Fire!
It's okay.
General, take their flank.
Men, move out.
They fight like dogs.
Yes, Sire.
Whoa!
Let's go.
Ready.
Fire!
These Krug fight mindlessly.
Their minds belong to those.
If you win the day, it means nothing.
We will win more than a day!
You have killed these.
I will simply beckon more.
Christwind. Is this where we pay for our sins?
No, Norick.
This is where we pay for our virtues.
Sins are more than welcome here.
Whoa.
The king.
Hold still, good uncle.
Fire!
Guards! Guards!
Quickly.
Get the king off the field.
Come on.
Farewell, good uncle.
Ride.
You have won nothing but time.
I won't live like them.
We're already like them. We're slaves.
- I won't live like a slave. - Norick, be still.
Why are we entering Sedgwick Forest, sire?
We shall cut though the forest to Castle Ehb.
With no armies and no guard, the castle is ours for the taking.
Whoa.
Let's get out of this place.
Ho. Ho, ho, ho. Ho. Oh, ho, ho.
Lookee here. A friend of the family.
How delightful.
Alone in the forest does not make you feel vulnerable?
- Keep your distance.
You never did trust me, did you, Muriella?
Your comportment has never earned trust.
Comportment? Decorum?
Those are words for a castle.
We-We are no longer in a castle.
There are no rules here.
No.
A special gift for you.
Thank you.
There are rules everywhere, my duke.
Your talent for breaking them has failed you at last.
I'm taking this one with me.
Run. Solana, go. Go!
I'll find you! Go!
Norick! Norick!
What you always wanted-
a courageous death.
Ah, you were a brave old guy.
Solana.
Bastian?
Come on!
Stay back.
No. I'm good.
You fought well today.
Slaying beasts...
- can be a cruel courage. - Yes.
Whatever presents itself...
- you'll do it. - I'm used to hard work.
Well, that'll come in handy...
when you're king.
How do you suppose it is that you...
fought so well today?
I mean, was it...
luck?
You have qualities, you know.
Leadership. And, of course...
you speak your mind.
This will serve you well.
Wisdom is our hammer.
Prudence will be our nail.
When men build...
lives... from honest toil-
Courage never fails.
Where did you hear that?
I told it to my son...
every night...
when he was a little boy.
And no one else.
Things are gonna be a lot harder for you from now on.
- I'm a simple farmer. - Yes, yes.
- It's all I know.
You know, there's that little village...
not too far from here.
They raise two crops a year.
- That would kill the soil. - No.
It does not kill the soil because of the seaweed.
You see, the seaweed comes in from the ocean...
and enriches the soil.
You should try that.
How do you know these things?
Because I am king.
Because I'm expected to know...
about the land.
Just as you will be.
As long as there are kings...
as long as there is land...
they will fight over it.
Battles fought for barren lands.
What are these wars if they never end?
And they fought for peace.
Peace- that's a dream.
A dream that maybe you...
as king...
can bring peace forever.
You don't understand.
These battles have robbed me of my child.
You forget they robbed me of mine.
My son.
General Hallette.
Yes, sir.
Take a scout to the north side of the woods.
- We should know what's waiting for us. - Aye, sir.
- Commander. - Aye?
Look.
Well, now this...
is a surprising delivery.
Duke Fallow's here to meet justice.
I assume the king lives.
General Backler...
give this man your sword.
No armor.
A duel.
How lovely.
You remember what I did to you as boys, don't you, Tarish?
Can I at least have a lick of wine?
Will no man help his king with his armor?
Pigs.
This duel- it will be your last, Fallow.
I should kill you.
The king is dead! The king is dead! King Konreid has died!
No. No, this cannot be.
I am your king.
- No, you are a curse to the throne! - Commander Tarish...
is bound by honor.
He'll never kill the new king of Ehb.
Coward.
My subjects of Ehb!
Long live the king!
Hip, hip, huzzah!
Hip, hip, huzzah.
Put it away.
Citizens of Ehb.
Soldiers of Ehb.
A few moments ago...
our beloved King Konreid passed away.
- No! - Murdered by his nephew...
who sought to take his place.
By the laws of our land...
the king's successor must be related to him by blood.
I give you your new king...
the lost son of Konreid...
Camden Konreid...
known to some of you as Farmer.
Stand.
On your feet, please. Stand up.
The king called upon you to face death.
Those still standing have cheated death of its prize.
But our enemy still lives.
He'll rebuild his forces and launch a renewed assault.
Tonight we dress our wounds...
bury our dead.
Tomorrow we march on Christwind hold.
- Gouge evil from its shell. - Gouge evil from its shell!
God save the king!
What? What do you want? Take them away!
Take them with the others!
Wait.
Bring her over here.
Be gone.
I sense him...
in you.
The farmer.
He'll come for you. This is perfect.
- And I will be expecting him. - I'm nothing to you.
Yes, but he is something to me.
More than a farmer.
Much more dangerous to me than a farmer.
Now he'll come to me.
How do you know me?
How?
Don't move.
I feel him...
in you.
Because you're carrying...
his son.
You're carrying his son.
Where you from?
Gloucern. They took me from my home.
We'll get you back home.
We'll die here.
Good-bye, old friend.
How do you fight an army that large?
Where the broadsword fails, the dagger may succeed.
No time for riddles, magus.
A small force might slip through the Krug lines...
and solve the problem at its source.
Get me to this Gallian...
and I'll kill him.
Sir, with respect...
Are we making plans to save one woman when there is an entire kingdom at risk?
If the king is to save his wife, he must kill Gallian.
If he kills Gallian, the kingdom is saved.
Muriella.
Now is the time.
Your Majesty.
I wish to join your mission. I wish to be of service.
Yes. Well, you've made your point. Now go back to the castle.
I am my father's daughter...
and I will serve the king just as he does.
You brought the king's murderer.
He fell into my hands.
A man needs all the help he can get, magus.
I accept your offer.
- There are others who wish to help. - Which others?
Let me show you.
- You've managed to stay alive. - I've stayed away.
Those who you fight, those who control the Krug-
we will help you fight them.
Thought you didn't involve yourself in the conflicts of men.
This war isn't going away. We can see that.
And when our forest is burned and invaded...
we have no other choice.
We will fight with you, and then we wish to be left alone.
Christwind.
- Built as a secure haven for magi. - How secure?
Well, the doors open from within.
You can get in?
- A magus does not need doorways to enter Christwind.
I'll find a way.
Do you consider yourself lucky to be alive?
I do.
Life...
has never been so exciting.
Those people who came with me-
Why not free them?
You do not want the world to know that you have ultimate power and mercy?
Do you understand nothing?
I'm beyond mercy.
I'm beyond good and bad.
These are childish ideas.
I'm changing the structures of the world.
Where would I stop if I showed your friends mercy?
- It could- - No exemptions!
No one. Not you. Not the farmer.
Not your poor screaming boy whose insides I tore out.
Kill me!
I won't kill you.
I enjoy you.
If you can bleed, you can die.
Perhaps I can. But I won't.
I have too much work to do.
Tarish.
Archers ready.
Fire!
Now!
There is a cave up there.
It allows the air to enter.
And now I must leave you.
I don't want you to go alone.
If there is any sanity left in that madman,
then I must try to reach it.
You can't reason with evil, Merick.
But I should at least be able to distract him.
I knew you'd come.
Old friend.
We were friends once.
But you have greatly changed.
Oh?
A magus's power is contingent...
on his service to a king.
How is it that you thrive as the king's adversary?
How do you like my Krug?
They are a cruel abomination.
Funny thing about Krug.
They have no king.
So guess what I've done, old friend.
- I dare not guess. - I've made myself king.
King of the Krug.
Now I serve a king who deserves my utmost devotion.
- Me. - Enough!
Gallian, you and I are the last of the magi.
I beg you, recognize that you have fallen into madness.
You have no idea...
how powerful...
madness can be.
In my kingdom, there will be no word for madness.
We shall simply call it...
power.
Charge!
He's here.
He's arrived.
I see no reason to prolong this battle.
Muriella.
You're here.
I don't know how it happened.
How could I have been so stupid?
Forgive me...
magus.
Take the last of my power.
Look out behind you!
Run! Go!
Move it. Let's go. Go!
This way, Farmer.
This way.
Farmer. Oh!
You've caused me a lot of worry, Farmer.
I understand you've become king.
We can't have two kings bickering over a single kingdom, now, can we?
How often do two kings get to do battle one-on-one...
getting to taste the blood of one's true enemy?
Are you gonna fight... or talk me to death?
You wanna fight me with magic?
Where's your honor?
I will have my vengeance.
No!
What manner of vengeance are you enjoying, Farmer?
The vengeance of a father, the vengeance of a husband...
or the vengeance of a king?
You forget the vengeance of a mother.
What's happening?
There's something I've always wanted to tell you.
I love you.
Would you believe in a night like this
A night like this
When visions come true
Would you believe in a tale like this
A lay of bliss
Praising the old lore
Come to the blazing fire and see me in the shadows
See me in the shadows
Songs I will sing of runes and rings
Just hand me my harp this night turns into myth
Nothing seems real you soon will feel
The world we live in is another skalds'
Dream in the shadows
Do you believe there is sense in it
Is it truth or myth
They're one in my rhymes
Nobody knows the meaning behind
The weaver's line
Well, nobody else but the Norns can
See through the blazing fires of time and
All things will proceed as the child of the hallowed
Will speak to you now
See me in the shadows
Songs I will sing of tribes and kings
The carrion bird and the hall of the slain
Nothing seems real you soon will feel
The world we live in is another skalds'
Dream in the shadows
Do not fear for my reason
There's nothing to hide
How bitter your treason How bitter the lie
Remember the runes and remember the light
All I ever want is to be at your side
We'll gladden the raven
Now I will run through the blazing fires
That's my choice
'Cause things shall proceed as foreseen
Pale-face the innocent
Will drown in blood
Hurt and withdrawn
Don't ever steal my grief
In this haze of green and gold
He's gone
Blind my eyes and I still can see
Through the mist to the very end
There I'll face what I fear the most
Blind my eyes But it all doesn't matter right now
I will bury my dead
And keep on till the end
I won't give up
I'll turn to the red fields of none
There's a grave
There's a rose
Drift away I can hear me say
Soon you all shall be free
Carry the blessed home
No one's left here but me
And I will sing out your name
Call me insane I know
I've opened my heart and my soul to you, son
So pale turns the innocent
And all I feel
Is pain
Suddenly I understand
He's gone
Blind my eyes and I still can see
Through the mist to the very end
There I'll face what I fear the most
Blind my eyes But it all doesn't matter right now