Dark Relic Page #3

ROBERT, CAN YOU HEAR ME?

- [gasps]

- AH.

- WE NEED A HEALER.

- SAFA!

- AH!

- LOOK!

- AH, HE'S IN FEVER.

I NEED COLD WATER

AND PLANTS.

ALEM, BRING BORAGE

AND MOUNTAIN BALM.

THERE MIGH BE MORE INSIDE.

- IS YOUR PRIZE

WORTH THIS SACRIFICE?

- WE CAN'T ALLOW

ANY DARK FORCES TO WIN.

- I AGREE.

OUR GODS:

MAY BE DIFFERENT,

BUT OUR ENEMY:

IS THE SAME.

WHAT DO YOU SUGGEST?

- WE NEED TO FIND

SOME WISE COUNSEL.

SOME HOLY GROUND.

- THERE IS A--

A MONASTERY NORTH OF HERE.

A DAY'S MARCH ON FOOT.

IS--IS THAT SACRED ENOUGH?

- [chuckles]

- [chuckles]

THANK YOU, HASAN.

- [soft grunt]

- HIS FEVER IS EASING.

YOU HAVE:

A PRECIOUS SKILL.

- CAN YOU SPEAK?

- I, UH...

- YOUR NAME WOULD BE

A GOOD PLACE TO START.

- PAUL.

- SQUIRE PAUL?

- SOON TO BE A KNIGHT...

WHEN WE RETURN HOME.

- LIKE SIR GREGORY.

- THE MEN ARE STARVING.

AND MY STOMACH:

IS COMPLAINING TOO.

- THERE'S PRECIOUS LITTLE

TO HUNT DOWN HERE.

IT WILL HAVE TO COMPLAIN

A LITTLE LONGER.

- LOOK, WE CANNO AFFORD TO BE WEAK...

IF WE ARE:

ATTACKED AGAIN.

- THAT KIND OF TALK

CAUSES PANIC, ARTHUR.

- OUR FORTUNE HAS CHANGED.

A FARM.

[inspirational music]

- GREETINGS.

I AM SIR GREGORY.

- YOU'RE A LONG WAY

FROM THE WAR, MY LORD.

- WE ARE

HEADING TO ROME.

- THEN YOU'RE A LONG WAY

FROM ROME, MY LORD.

- [chuckles]

WE...WE HAVE

TRAVELED FAR WITHOUT FOOD.

WE ARE VERY HUNGRY.

IF YOU HAVE ANY TO SPARE,

WE WOULD BE MOST GRATEFUL.

- FOR YOU.

NOT FOR THEM.

- THEY ARE OUR FRIENDS.

HAVEN'T YOU HEARD?

THE WAR IS OVER.

AS A KNIGHT,

I VOUCH FOR THEM.

- SO DO I.

- ALL RIGHT.

COME IN.

- YOU ARE MOST KIND.

- GUARD

THE RELIQUARY.

- EXCELLENT.

THIS STEW:

IS FIT FOR A KING.

- WE'VE HAD A HARD ROAD

SINCE WE WERE SHIPWRECKED HERE.

THIS IS A HOSTILE LAND.

- NO.

SINCE MY WIFE DIED,

MY DAUGHTER AND I

HAVE NEVER HAD:

MUCH TROUBLE LIVING HERE.

DURING THE WAR, CRUSADERS

OCCASIONALLY PASSED THROUGH.

BUT NOW THERE:

IS ONLY PILGRIMS.

THIS LAND IS ENJOYING

TIME OF PEACE.

SOME MORE SOUP?

- I DON'T BELIEVE THAT.

- I SWEAR.

WHEN HE WAS THROWN

FROM THE CATAPULT,

WE THOUGHT HIS BONES

WOULD SNAP IN TWO.

AND WHEN HE:

SURFACED FROM THE LAKE,

HIS FACE WAS:

AS WHITE AS YOURS.

[laughing]

A YOUNG MAN:

SHOULD TALK TO A LADY.

- SIR GREGORY TOLD ME I'M

TO BE KNIGHTED WHEN WE RETURN.

MAYBE YOU WOULD CARE TO SEE

ENGLAND WHEN I'M KNIGHTED.

THEN YOU CAN SEE MY LANCE.

- [laughing]

- WHAT?

WHAT DID I SAY?

[distant buzzing]

- INSIDE.

INSIDE, ALL OF YOU!

QUICKLY, RUN!

- WHAT IS IT?

- SOMETHING'S COMING.

SOMETHING'S COMING.

- RUN!

- INSIDE!

- QUICKLY!

- WHAT?

- LOCUSTS!

- YOU HAVE BROUGH A PLAGUE WITH YOU.

- [groans]

- QUICK!

GO QUICK!

GO, GO, NOW!

- [screams]

OH, OH!

[groaning and grunting]

[both grunting

and screaming]

[distant screams]

[screaming]

- IT'S CLEAR.

- THERE CAN BE NO DOUB SATAN IS TRYING

TO STOP YOU FROM

DELIVERING YOUR PRIZE.

- THEN WE BETTER

REACH THE MONASTERY...

BEFORE THE DEVIL

REACHES US.

SO STILL...

YOU'RE NOT SWAYED

BY RELIGION?

- I THINK THA THE RELIC THAT YOU CARRY

IS NOTHING BUT A CURSE,

AND YOU SHOULD LE THE MONKS DEAL WITH IT.

THE POPE HAS MORE THAN

ENOUGH POWER AND WEALTH,

SO WHY GIVE HIM MORE?

- I SEEK FORGIVENESS.

- I THOUGHT ALL CRUSADERS WERE

GRANTED REMISSION OF THEIR SINS.

- OH, I DON'T SEEK

FORGIVENESS FROM GOD.

I SEEK IT FROM MYSELF.

- WHAT BRINGS KNIGHTS

OF THE CRUSADE:

TO OUR HUMBLE MONASTERY?

- WE NEED SHELTER.

WE HAVE WOUNDED...

AND SOMETHING EVIL

IS STALKING US.

- EVIL?

A WOMAN.

- SHE IS WITH ME.

- THE TURKS CANNOT ENTER.

- THEY ARE GOOD PEOPLE.

THEY ARE OUR FRIENDS.

- THE TURKS WILL BE HAPPY

TO SLEEP UNDER THE STARS.

- LET ME BRING YOU TO SPEAK

WITH OUR ABBOT.

BUT YOUR WEAPONS

MUST STAY HERE.

WE DO NOT ALLOW THEM

IN THE HOUSE OF GOD EITHER.

- TAKE THE WOUNDED

TO A PRIVATE CHAMBER.

WHAT HAVE YOU BROUGHT?

- A SACRED RELIC FROM

THE HOLY LANDS.

IT'S WHY WE NEED TO SPEAK

WITH YOUR ABBOT.

- WHERE AM I?

- SIR ROBERT,

YOU'RE AWAKE AT LAST.

- WHAT HAPPENED?

- YOU WERE BURNING

WITH A FEVER,

BUT YOU'RE SAFE

IN A MONASTERY.

- MY BROTHERS WOKE ME

TO SAY:

YOU CARRY SOMETHING

OF GREAT IMPORTANCE.

- WE CARRY A GIF FOR THE HOLY FATHER.

- WE HAVE SEEN MANY PILGRIMS

AND KNIGHTS PASS BY.

MANY EAGER TO MAKE

A NAME FOR THEMSELVES

BY BRINGING TRINKETS

OF UNIMAGINABLE WORTHLESSNESS.

- WE HAVE A PIECE

OF THE TRUE CROSS.

- SO I HAVE SEEN BEFORE.

- TELL ME, FATHER,

HAVE THESE TRAVELERS

YOU SPEAK OF BEEN PURSUED

BY MALICIOUS FORCES

INTENT ON DESTROYING

THEIR RELIC?

SINCE WE LEFT THE HOLY LAND,

WE'VE BEEN STRUCK BY TEMPESTS,

SHIPWRECKED,

MEMBERS OF OUR PARTY

HAVE BEEN BUTCHERED

IN THE FOREST.

BIRDS HAVE BEEN STRUCK DEAD

IN THE SKY.

WE'VE BEEN ATTACKED BY WOLVES

AND A PLAGUE OF LOCUSTS

AND ALL BECAUSE WE CARRY...

THIS.

- [scoffs]

AND YOU BELIEVE THIS

TO BE PART OF THE CRUCIFIX?

- WE DO.

- IT IS TRUE.

BEHOLD!

FROM THE CROSS OUR SAVIOR

WAS CRUCIFIED UPON!

AND IT WEEPS HIS BLOOD!

"IESYS NAZARENYS

REX IYDAEORYM.

JESUS NAZARENE,

KING OF THE JEWS."

THIS TRULY IS PAR OF THE CRUCIFIX.

THE INSCRIPTION WAS PLACED

ABOVE CHRIST'S HEAD.

PUT THERE TO MOCK HIM.

THIS RELIC--

BUT THIS RELIC IS TAINTED

BY THIS CURSED INSCRIPTION.

DARK FORCES ARE NOT TRYING

TO STOP YOU.

THE RELIC IS ATTRACTING EVIL

TO YOU,

DRAWING IT LIKE A MOTH

TO A FLAME.

- WELL, THEN--

THEN WE MUST DESTROY IT.

- IT IS SACRILEGE TO DESTROY

A SACRED RELIC.

- WELL, IF IT IS THE LETTERS

THAT ARE CURSED,

WHY NOT TRY TO REMOVE THEM?

- [grunts]

- TRY THIS.

- [grunts]

[deep rumbling]

[rumbling intensifies]

[grunts]

- THAT CANNOT BE.

- CAN WE BURY I IN THE MONASTERY?

[monks hissing and groaning]

- COMING HERE HAS NO IMPROVED OUR SITUATION.

[monks groaning]

[screaming]

- BEHIND YOU!

- [growling]

- THERE'S ONE BEHIND YOU

ON THE TABLE!

- [speaking native language]

[monks groaning]

- [grunts]

- [screams]

- [screams]

- IT'S BOLTED FROM INSIDE...

LIKE A FORT.

[speaking native language]

[speaking native language]

[screams and grunts]

[screams]

- [screams]

- [growls]

- [grunts]

- [screams]

- [screams]

- [distorted voice]

YOU WILL ALL ROT IN HELL.

[gasps]

- YOU KILLED HIM.

- THE MONKS WERE POSSESSED.

THE RELIC IS DRAWING

EVIL TOWARDS US.

- THEN WE MUST DESTROY I BEFORE IT KILLS US ALL.

- NO!

- [grunts]

IMPOSSIBLE.

- [sighs]

IT'S NOT EVEN WARM.

- IT IS MADNESS TO DESTROY

A RELIGIOUS ARTIFACT.

- EVEN ONE SO EVIL?

- YOU SAW THE BLOOD.

THAT IS BLOOD OF OUR SAVIOR.

BLOOD THAT MUST NO BE TAINTED.

THERE ARE POWERS IN ROME

THAT CAN DEAL WITH THIS.

- WE WILL NEVER MAKE IT.

- HE'S RIGHT.

AND EVEN IF WE DID,

THE EVIL IT DRAWS TO US

WILL DESTROY EVERYTHING BEFORE

WE EVEN REACHED ROME.

- THEN LEAVE IT HERE.

- FOR OTHERS TO FIND

AND BE SLAUGHTERED?

NO.

WE HAVE A RESPONSIBILITY

TO KEEP OTHERS SAFE.

THAT IS THE CODE

WE SWORE ALLEGIANCE TO.

THAT IS THE KNIGHT'S CODE.

WHAT SAY YOU,

SIR ROBERT?

ROBERT, ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?

- NEVER FELT BETTER.

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