no sleep like other men.
And yet the spring wind
blows, Subotai.
Have you ever felt such a wind?
They blow where l live too.
ln the north of every man's heart.
lt's never too late, Subotai.
No.
lt would only lead me back here
another day.
ln even worse company.
For us, there is no spring.
Just the wind that smells fresh
before the storm.
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, will remember
if we were good men or bad.
Why we fought or why we died.
No.
All that matters is that two
stood against many.
That's what's important.
Valor pleases you, Crom,
so grant me one request.
Grant me revenge.
And if you do not listen,
then to hell with you.
-That's how we do it.
-l did it. With my spear!
Do you want to live forever?
Doom!
Don't leave me! My lord!
No, don't kill me!
Father!
The purging is at last at hand.
Day of doom is here.
All that is evil,
all that have eyes...
...your parents, your leaders.
Those who would call themselves
your judges.
Those who have lied...
...and corrupted the earth.
They shall all be cleansed.
You, my children, are the water...
...that will wash away
all that has gone before.
ln your hand you hold my light...
...a gleam in the eye of Set.
This flame will
burn away the darkness...
...burn you away to paradise!
My child.
You have come to me, my son.
For who now is your father
if it is not me?
Who gave you the will to live?
l am the wellspring
from which you flow.
When l am gone...
...you will have never been.
What will your world be without me?
My son.
My son.
So, did Conan return the wayward...
...daughter ofKing Osric home.
And having no further concern...
...he and his companions sought
adventure in the West.
Many wars and feuds did Conan fight.
Honor and fear were heaped
upon his name.
In time, he became a king...
...by his own hand.
This story shall also be told.