The Scorpion King 3: Battle for Redemption Page #3

Position!

Move! Move!

Sound horns!

Charge!

Fire!

Silda.

By the gods.

I've come to free you.

Uh-uh.

Would you be quiet?

You'll alert the guards.

I'm trying to help you.

If you don't stop struggling,

I'll take you to Abdul.

He'll pay highly to

add you to his brothel.

Good work,

Akkadian. Great plan.

He gets the girl and I get these fools.

Ridiculous.

Can somebody help me up?

Olaf!

Olaf! Where's the girl?

Come on!

These black warriors

are Cobra's men.

They've got Silda and they're getting away.

I'm going after them.

Well, I'll be dipped in donkey dung.

Let's crack some heads!

Now, let us see how our

royal guest is fearing.

Sound the alarm.

Anybody?

Sound the alarm!

Sound the alarm!

Sire, the princess is gone.

Oh really?

Was it Cobra?

Did you by any chance

happen to see these thieves?

No, Sire.

They hit me so fast that...

I want the girl!

Now!

Yes, sir.

Fools!

Who is that man?

We're on the same side.

Give me the girl and the medallion

and I'll take it from here.

Cobra!

Fire!

You let them get away?

Next time, why don't you

send a real warrior in, huh?

Here comes

Prince Charming.

It appears your day has ended a

little differently than you expected.

Greetings.

As you know,

some thieves from the resistance

have stolen my bride-to-be.

As my men are clearly

not up for the fight,

and you have demonstrated that

you are up for the challenge,

I would like to

procure your services.

This is fit for a bribing

purse, that's about it.

I need much more gold than this.

Done.

And some women.

Done.

There will be bonuses

if you bring me

the head of Cobra,

their leader.

All of the assassins I have

sent have not returned.

If you succeed,

there will be more gold

than your beast can carry.

To fail is to die.

To refuse my offer is to die.

So what say you then?

I say we're

wasting valuable time.

So let me

get this straight.

I spend the entire

day cracking skulls

in a war that interests me about as

much as camel dung in the desert.

Meanwhile, you lose the girl

and the medallion, and get us

sent into this cursed jungle

to battle someone named after

the world's most deadly snake,

who, by the way, was

supposed to be on our side,

so that we can get paid

twice for the same job.

Not bad, huh?

Not bad.

What about the medallion?

That's what we came for.

When we find Cobra,

we'll find Princess Silda.

And at that time,

we'll have the medallion.

It may seem like a setback now,

but it's really gonna work

out to our advantage.

Don't piss on my head and

tell me it's raining, Mathayus.

Why do Talus and

Cobra care about

this meaningless

strumpet anyway

if they are such

mighty warriors?

They both know

that only royal blood

can truly unite the

tribes of this land.

She's a symbol of

a new beginning.

I doubt we'll get

any gold out of this.

What?

Quiet. We're close.

My belly has a

need for mead

As I ride upon

my warrior steed.

There's battles to be fought

and wars to be won.

I like cracking skulls

with my mace just for fun

You found

a big root, did you?

Quite the lesson in Akkadian

warrior tracking, pretty boy.

I'm sorry.

They might hear us and be

alerted to our presence!

Yeah, if they

reside in falling water.

We're not alone, Olaf.

I'm gonna make some

falling water of my own.

Adventure of

a lifetime my arse.

Oh!

With friends like you,

who needs women?

This is gonna feel good.

Oh, gods!

That's so good!

What demons are these?

Where's the princess?

I have no quarrel with you. You give

me back Silda and I'll let you live.

Stop!

Now quit toying with me.

I'd just as soon kill you

and find her on my own.

Fine!

Come on.

What in the name of the

demon serpent is going on?

You got the

serpent part right.

Mathayus, meet Cobra.

It wasn't a dream.

More like a nightmare.

All right, let me

get this straight.

You are Cobra,

and you got captured as Silda and

you freed yourself as Cobra?

Staging my capture allowed me to

search Talus' entire camp at night,

until I found my medallion.

Then you two came along and blew a

plan that took weeks to execute.

Well, perhaps if your father had

told us your true identity,

you wouldn't have had this

problem in the first place.

King Ramusan, my father,

does not know my secret.

Come, Olaf.

Let's take leave of this woman.

She does not even

have the medallion.

I'm tired of this upside down country

and its ill-mannered rulers.

Stop.

Or what?

You'll say "stop" again?

Your pajama-cloaked army

is not here to help you,

and despite your

obvious talents,

besting Olaf and I is

a bet that will not pay.

Wait. Please, wait.

Give me one good

reason why I should.

I'll give you many.

After Talus burned

their village by the river,

they took refuge

here in the forest.

They can't survive

here much longer.

Why do you show us this?

Because

I need your help.

Woman, I'm a

soldier of fortune.

How could I possibly help them?

There's much you can do.

After all, you are

the great Scorpion King.

What did you say?

What did she say?

You heard me.

You killed

the evil king, Memnon,

and saved the sorceress,

Cassandra.

You made her your queen,

and freed a nation.

Freed a nation?

It's pure fantasy, I can assure you.

- More like legend.

- Legend?

My father told me this

story when I was younger.

Sounded like a fairy tale.

She heard

about you from a fairy tale.

Quiet.

Why so defensive?

Is it true?

I'm tired of this nonsense.

Let's go.

You may have heard

this fantastic tale,

but how would you know it's him

if you've never seen his face?

That he is Akkadian is obvious.

As for being the great

Scorpion King, I suspected,

but wasn't certain.

Until now.

Mathayus is a mercenary, not this

king you have him confused with.

Right?

Sire, we are

prepared to attack.

A spy has returned, but he

could not locate the Book.

We suspect that

Ramusan has hidden it.

Of course he has.

Catapults, fire!

At last, victory is ours.

Death

to the invaders!

Fight to the death!

Protect the Book at any cost!

If we are to believe his

servants, King Ramusan has fled.

Without the Book of the Dead?

Never.

When we find

the secret chamber,

we find the Book

and its keeper.

We are warriors, Ramusan.

Stop hiding like a quivering

handmaiden and bring me the Book.

This may be my final breath,

but the people of this land will

rise above my failures as a king.

And you will need much more than the

army you brought to break them.

You know, you might be correct.

Now if only I had a weapon

at my disposal

that would rid

me of these pests.

Terribly sorry.

You know, it's heavier

than I thought.

Simply a guide,

collection of words is all.

The text is useless...

Without the medallion, I know.

Hathor!

Yes, Sire.

Hunan.

You know, I find it so ironic

that soon he too will

become part of this text.

Very humorous.

It's the Book of the Dead.

Akkadians are good

for but one thing.

Destruction.

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