The 13th Warrior Page #2
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The child must have crawled
into a hole to escape.
They have been...
gnawed upon.
It is said
they eat the dead.
Wh-What kind of a man...
could do that ?
It was not man.
- It's the Wendol.
- Shh !
They are here.
What is it ?
- The mother of the Wendol.
- The trail ?
- Dies in the rocks, two miles up.
So they are clever.
And cautious.
And there's more.
To the right.
The ridge near the watchtower.
And to the south.
The edge of the trees
near the first ridgeline.
Something drove them out.
Put your hand down,
little brother.
Even now.
If we chase ?
- They melt.
- Will they come to us ?
The farmers say
they come with the mist.
So, if there's a fog,
they will come.
We are hunted now
in our own land.
It wasn't always such.
to leave something,
farms as far
as the eye could see.
What of the settlements
Estwyck was burned.
- Two years.
- Two years... ago.
And the others,
we had no word.
Not for some months.
At night,
with the drink upon them--
No, we don't drink tonight.
But let the dawn come,
and they see the bodies.
This gentleman has the look of a great
warrior. No doubt he's very brave.
But to face the Wen...
he'll need
some amazing luck.
Luck often enough
will save a man,
if his courage hold.
That's as maybe.
- Who is that man ?
- King's son.
But wait for the Wendol
one night's time...
and then talk to us
of courage.
I thank the lord
for his advice,
though I don't recall
hearing any exploits of his...
apart from killing
his brothers.
You sit down
And be silent !
These are guests
There is a man
who was at Estwyck.
I saw the thing
Teeth like a lion,
head like a bear,
claws that could tear
a plank to kindling.
They come in the night,
in the mist.
Always in the darkest, like they
could see in the black.
Did they go on two legs
or four ?
It seems they did both, like a thing
that was both man and bear.
Though, myself,
I cannot tell.
I saw the glow-worm, though.
Saw it clear.
We all did on the last night.
Saw it come down out of the hills,
through the mist.
Slithering this way and that.
Long as a hundred ships.
Spitting fire at us
as it came.
My father's father
always warned of it.
Said it was a hate
from old times.
There will be fog.
- Bring me my armour!
I will stand
the watch with you.
My lord, the children
will need protection.
Should they pass us,
then you and yours must stop them.
Luck in battle, boy.
How can you sleep
at a time like this ?
The Old Father wound the skeane
Of your life a long time ago.
Go and hide in a hole
If you wish.
But you won't live
one instant longer.
Your fate is fixed.
Fear profits
man nothing.
When they come,
we form a circle
in the center of the room,
backs to one another.
I am not a warrior.
Very soon you will be.
Ow!
Well, he didn't run !
Hey.
You appear
none the worse for wear.
- Rognar is here.
- His head ?
No.
They take the heads.
They always take the heads.
It's the same.
- I see none of them.
- What ?
None of them.
None of the ones
we killed.
Nor do l.
Not one.
I took two at least
that could not have lived.
As did I.
As did we all.
- Even the Arab gutted one.
- There was some life left in him.
They carried them off.
They must have.
They are demons.
Their blood
looks real enough.
- Ow !
- You complain much.
Ow.
Help me carry Ragnarout.
- What is that ?
Cow urine.
"Cow urine" ?
- Boiled down.
- No.
No, no, no. Don't put
that filth on me. No, no.
Water.
Clean water.
As you wish.
Tomorrow the pus will run
and you'll have a fever.
Come, friend.
Your head has gone
looking for your hands.
They will meet you
in paradise.
No bodies,
but here perhaps...
is one of their claws.
Let's go,
little brother.
We have the fences
to build.
Keep 'em comin' down.
Come in here.
Line up there.
Over here.
It'll be a long day.
You, in here.
You, over here.
- Move !
Stand there.
I'll cut this pole.
Keep your eye on the pole,
all right ?
So.
Now you do it.
Aah !
A metal worker!
He insisted.
Give an Arab a sword,
he makes a knife.
It works.
When you die, can I give that
to me daughter ?
Are you thirsty ?
- Mead ?
- Water.
Thank you.
Aah !
- Ow !
- That's a woman's sound.
Do that again
and you'll make it.
- You'll heal.
I think my nose
is ruined.
- A small price.
- Ow !
People are very quiet
today.
- The peasants fear you will
bring the fireworm down on us.
- What ?
The fireworm.
The fire-serpent.
"The fire-serpent."
A dragon ?
I do not believe
in dragons.
Beware of Prince Wigliff.
He poisons
the king's ear,
says your Buliwyf has plans
to take his kingdom.
No.
You may believe me.
Then be cautious.
- She would say no more.
She doesn't need to.
Prince, aah !
We'll need an example.
The redhead ?
Mm-hmm.
I'll do it.
You shouldn't be involved.
- What should I do ?
- Keep your teeth together
and go back to work.
You dig like a dog.
Did you call me a dog ?
I said you dig like one, flinging
earth carelessly like an animal.
So, now
I'm an animal ?
You're not listening.
I'm deaf ?
You're a fool,
little man.
That is because, boy,
your words are feeble...
and twisted
as an old woman's !
This old woman'll send you
to the next world, old man !
- What happened ?
An engineering dispute.
- You notice he's bigger than you ?
- Yes.
- And younger ?
- Yes.
- Bet on him, if you like.
- I may !
Luck.
Aah !
You must stop it.
- He's going to get killed.
- That is possible.
But you can't--
you can't--
See to your friend.
He was a brave man.
- You-- you could have
killed him at will.
- Yes ?
- Wh-wh-why the deception ?
Any fool
can calculate strength.
That one has been doing it
from the moment he saw us.
Now he has to calculate
what he can't see.
And fear what
he doesn't know.
As you say,
foolish and expensive.
We'll miss Angus tonight.
We will miss his sword.
Edgtho ?
Edgtho ?
Stifle your racket.
I hear you.
- I thought to find you in the tower.
- Yeah.
- Why I'm not in it.
- Brought your food.
- It's going to rain.
- Surf.
Three miles up
there's a cliff.
Tide's right,
waves make thunder.
Farmers call it
the "thundercliffs."
The mist is forming.
I see it.
The worm.
They've roused the fireworm.
Quickly !
No time to waste.
Outside ! Go !
Quickly ! Move !
Come on !
Go get the water.
A serpent of fire.
Breathing fire.
What's that in the field
below the tower ?
- It's a child.
- Look at her.
Open the gate.
Get the gate !
- Open the gate !
- Push !
No ! You need to raise
- Come on !
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