nights when they wish.
l sing of the tales
of battles, heroes. . .
. . .witches and women.
Nobody bothers me down here.
Not even Thulsa Doom.
Do flowers grow here?
Flowers?
Flowers.
You're not a pilgrim, are you?
Oil the sword and feed the horse.
Have you ever ridden
one of those before?
No!
Warrior, what are the flowers for?
For a girl.
-Where are you going, brother?
-l'm afraid.
Afraid to bare yourself?
Why?
You're so big and well-grown.
You should be proud of your body.
How can you reach emptiness
without knowing your own body?
Could we talk over there
where the others cannot see?
Why, yes, brother. Of course.
l'm afraid and l'm shy.
ls this your robe, your priest's robe?
Yes, it's all l have.
Good.
That's all you'll ever need.
What do you see?
lnfinity.
Good.
l see you.
l have watched you.
For 1 000 years
l have watched you.
Who among you still fears death?
Who will not face emptiness?
lnfidel!
l wish to speak to you now.
Where is the Eye of the Serpent?
Rexor says that you gave it to a girl.
Probably for a mere
night's pleasure?
What a loss.
People have no grasp of what they do.
You broke into my house,
stole my property. . .
. . .murdered my servants and my pets.
And that is what grieves me the most.
You killed my snake.
Thorgrim is beside himself with grief.
He raised that snake
from the time it was born.
You killed my mother. You killed my
father. You killed my people!
You took my father's sword.
Ah! Must have been when l was younger.
There was a time, boy,
when l searched for steel.
When steel meant more to me
than gold or jewels.
The riddle of steel.
Yes! You know what it is,
don't you, boy?
Shall l tell you?
lt's the least l can do.
Steel isn't strong, boy.
Flesh is stronger.
Look around you.
There, on the rocks.
That beautiful girl.
Come to me, my child.
That is strength, boy.
That is power.
The strength and power of flesh.
What is steel compared to
the hand that wields it?
The strength of your body. . .
. . .the desire in your heart.
l gave you this.
Such a waste.
Contemplate this on the Tree of Woe.
Crucify him.
He said you were a wizard.
Do the gods owe you any favors?
There are dangers, but l see you care
little for those.
-The spirits here ask a heavy toll.
-Then l will pay them.
Drink.
Sometime soon, perhaps tonight,
they'll try to take him.
-And if they succeed--
-lf they succeed, you'll follow.
They're gone!
They're gone!
All the gods, they cannot sever us.
lf l were dead and you still fighting
for life, l'd come back. . .
. . .back from the pit of hell
to fight at your side.
The old man says the
Mountain of Power is hollow.
Thulsa Doom is in the mountain.
What else does he say?
That in the back of the mountain,
there's a gorge.
Many caves. A thief could get in
there, steal the princess. . .
. . .and be off before she's missed.
Good thieves could do that,
but not vengeful ones.
Only the girl.
We kill Thulsa Doom another day.
Agreed?
Conan?
So this is paradise!
Princess.
Get them!
Come on!
You.
Help him.
The infidel defilers. . .
. . .shall all drown in lakes of blood.
Now they will know why they
are afraid of the dark.
Now they will learn
why they fear the night.
Seek.
The wizard.
l told him l would pay the gods.
Hold me.
Kiss me. . . .
Kiss me. . . .
Let me breathe my last breath
into your mouth.
l'm so cold.
So cold. . . .
Keep me. . .
. . .warm.
Keep. . .
. . .me. . . .
Fire won't burn up there.
No fire at all.
Why do you cry?
He is Conan, Cimmerian.
He won't cry.
So, l cry for him.
He will kill you.
He has seen your fires.
He will come for me,
and when he does, he will kill you.
Where did you get this stuff?
The dead.
The gods are pleased with you.
They will watch the battle.
-Are they going to help?
-No.
Then tell them to stay out of the way.
Crom. . .
. . .l have never prayed to you before.
l have no tongue for it.
No one, not even you,