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- On the
edge of an ancient land,

across rolling hills
and rocky cliffs,

along the shores of two seas lay

the principality of Tmutarakan.

It was the time when
the mighty Scythians

succumbed to the
ravages of history.

When the last of their
people disappeared,

along with their ancient
gods and many heroes.

It was the time for new battles
and the glory of heroes,

those brave at heart
and strong in spirit.

And now the time had
come for new legends.

Last year, I drank
some excellent wine

and it was here
in this tavern.

The swill that we make
is far from excellent,

but we sure are
famous for it.

So what's your name?

You can call me
anything,

as long as you're
a paying customer.

And where's Kudim?

Who?

The owner of
this tavern.

He was murdered.

Why is that?

He watered down the wine
and cheated customers,

and then he got
caught fornicating

with a woman who was the
wife of a local merchant.

Are you sure she
wasn't your wife?

- Watch yourself.

- Let's roast this
duck to take with us?

Hey, master?

- No wait!

Your turn.

- Bring me a sack.

- Were they the
ones who maimed you?

- No, it wasn't.

Some other Polovtsians
attacked me

on my way to Konchak.

- And I was supposed
to go instead of you.

- Then, Tatiana
would've been mine.

- You think life
with her is sweet?

If only I'd known
how stubborn she was

and I will say you wouldn't
have lasted, not even a week.

- We're honored to
see you and your son,

Lord Oleg, at the
border to welcome us.

- Lord Vladimir is
offering me to take Chernigov.

I see he's giving his neighbor

what he couldn't manage
himself, but I am not offended.

I will take it.

Was he too busy
to pay me a visit?

Then you, noblemen,
are my guests.

- Today they're his
guests, tomorrow subjects,

if it's one thing I know,

Oleg wants Kiev for himself.

- Get cover,
we're under attack.

- That's him.

- You should've captured him.

- Yes but he killed himself.

I was too late, Lord.

- But you saved my life.

- It's my duty, my Lord.

- Hey Master, Lutobor!

My master, it's your
wife, she's giving birth!

It's a future warrior!

- Go to her, Lutobor.

- No, no, Master,
you can't go in!

Not yet, you have to wait here!

No sir, you have to wait here.

No please.

- Be patient now,
be patient.

Your lady will
deliver very soon.

Every new life begins
with suffering.

- Since when are you so wise?

- When my
wife was giving birth

to our sixth child I got
drunk so I would suffer less

and it worked.

Everything will be fine.

- So, a son?

- Wouldn't you
love your daughter?

- Oh no, I wouldn't.

How dare she be
born before my son?

Give me.

- Look here, you do
have a son, Master.

- Lord Oleg is here!

He's here!

Lord Oleg's here!

He's arrived.

- So, you have a son now?

- Yes, my Lord.

- Will you name me the godfather

or do you have another choice?

- Are you joking?

I would never have dared to ask.

- Let's see him, let's see him.

- Tatiana!

Oh.

Look at you.

Look at that, he
looks just like you.

In a year's time, I want
a grandson just like him.

Lutobor, now this sword is yours

until your son is old
enough to hold it.

- It's
an honor, Lord.

- You have earned it, Lutobor.

Show us your swordsmanship.

- This sword is
beyond praise, Lord.

- Are you any good
in real battle?

- Want to test my
bravery, Polovtsian?

- Are you scared?

- I don't want to contaminate
this soil with all your blood.

- No swords.
But instead, you can wrestle.

Don't hurt the
Khan's son too much.

They're my allies nowadays.

_ enough!

- When a blow is threatened,
it's seldom given.

- Open the gate!

- Very good fight.

- I know, but there
could be a problem.

Well.

- Yes, my Lord.

- That was very good fighting,
but you may have an enemy.

- No, we'll be fine.

The Polovtsian
was asking for it.

- That may be true.

Well, I'm going.

- Won't you stay for
the celebration, my Lord?

- I'd be happy to, but I have
my princely duties to fulfill.

- Prov!

- Safe travel, my Lord.

- Give me.

Feed the musicians
and heat up some water

so I can wash the
Polovtsian snot off.

- To your health, boys.
- Oh yeah.

- What is this?

Look at that, huh?

Easy there, my warrior.

Save your caresses for later.

- Is it stitched?

- You're good as new.

I'll seal it with a spell.

No, wait.

Lutobor!

Lutobor!

Hurry, we're going now.

- In to war!

- Hey over here.
- They're over here.

- Come on.
- Come quickly over here.

- This way.
- Get him.

- The bastard's alive.

I've got him.
- Can anybody help?

- Please over here!

- What are we
going to do with him?

- Over here, please!

- What's going on?

- Can anyone hear me?

- Lock him up!

- Somebody help.

- Does anyone
know what happened?

What has just happened?

- Pass them to me.
- Oh yes.

- Over here.
- It's so good.

- Yes.
- Oh.

- That's part of me.
- Pass them down here.

- What?

- Lutobor, my friend,
I feel your pain.

We'll find them, I swear
that we'll make them all pay.

- Invite you?
- Quick,

quick pour me some more.

- Ah, who cares,
pour me another drink.

- Get me out of here.

- Very good, very good.
- Cheers.

- I just heard
about what happened.

What are you going to do?

What do they want?

Ransom or something else?

What do they want?

- My wife and son...

...in exchange for your life.

- That is a high price.

And what did you choose?

- My duty to you, Lord.

- Thank you.

Hold on to the poison for now.

Here's to my
fight-hand man Lutobor!

- Cheers.
- Ah.

- Hey!

It was him, he poisoned me!

- Poison, he has the poison!

- My husband's going
to track you down!

- We were told not to touch you

but I wouldn't refuse
if you got the desire.

- Get over there.

- So where is Marten?

- He was killed by Lutobor.

- Truly convenient,
seeing as Marten

was going to challenge
you as the leader.

- I was chosen by Ares as
the strongest of the Wolves.

I will lead the pack!

- Ares will decide that.

- Huh?

- But why, Lord?

I've been faithful to you.

- Yes, I know you've been.

But I want my enemies to think

that you were the one
who poisoned me, Lutobor.

And I recognized the poison,
it's powdered hemlock.

A person who takes it
suffers for seven days

before they end up dying.

So now you have seven days to
get your wife and son back,

and also to find the man
who wanted me to die.

- Thank you, I will do it Lord.

- Don't thank me just yet.

Now you'll escape,

and then I will announce
a reward for your head.

It's the only way,
otherwise the enemies

will not believe that you
poisoned me, will they?

Spare the executioner.

I still need his services.

- Forgive me, my Lord,
for not sparing his life.

Prov, Prov!

Prov, come here man.

- Master?

- Be quiet.

Where's the captive?

- He's in the shed.

I think he's a Wolf of Perun,

they're a gang of
hired assassins.

- Bring me my sword
and armor, and clothes,

and water for
washing, and quickly!

- No wait.

- Do you want to live, Wolf?

- Yes I do, forgive me for
God's sake, I've done you wrong.

Evil people took me in

and lured me into doing
bad deeds for some gold.

I really only-

- Shut your mouth.

Help me get my family
back and I'll free you.

- I'll help you, I swear
to God, I'll get them.

- I know you don't
believe in my God,

but you will take our oath.

You'll swear it at a shrine,

before the idol
of your god. Well?

- I agree.

- Tell me, where is your master?

- I don't know where he is now.

I haven't seen him since he
left for the Lord's palace.

- So where
are you taking me now?

Is this an ancient temple?

A secret shrine?

- Here's your god Perun.

Swear an oath before the idol.

- Perun, god of lightning,

I pledge before you to help

this Lutobor get his
wife and his son back.

- And alive And well.

- And alive and well.

- But his oath has no value.

He does not pray to the gods.

- Who are
you, show yourself!

- He prays to a different god.

He is from an ancient tribe
that has lost its greatness.

The last of them make a
living by shedding the blood,

isn't that true, Wolf of Ares?

You are a Wolf.

Tell us, isn't that the truth?

That is true, and at
home I do honor Ares,

but I have respected your god.

Tell me who are you?

- He's Perun's
Guardian, untie me.

- His people swear
their oaths on a sword

that has been washed
in human blood.

- Why believe you?

- Believe because I am the
keeper of ancient knowledge.

- He's blind.

- Oh, but is it you?

You are the one...

who is blind!

- Are you
seeking death, Guardian?

- Oh, but
it is you who found it.

- Kill him!

Calm down, he's dead.

Untie me?

- Your people swear oaths on
a sword washed in blood.

Give your word.

- I give my word.

It's good to have your trust,
I won't disappoint you.

Marten.

- What?

- I said to call me Marten.

- Why didn't you
strangle me, Marten?

- Because I honor Ares

and I wouldn't disgrace
him before the god, Perun.

So I will keep my word.

- I wonder what it's
like to have only one wife.

Don't you get bored?

- One is enough for
God's servants.

Let me baptize you.

- No, a faith that prohibits
concubines just isn't for me.

Also, how can a single
god rule over all?

I mean all the mountains,
and the forests,

and the thunderstorms?

- For you, it's about
women, not thunderstorms.

I don't think that you have
a chance of going to heaven,

mark my word.

- Lutobor?

- Maybe I am, but I
don't remember your face.

- My name's Toryan,
a merchant.

We met once before.

I heard some stories about you.

- What kind of stories?

- About your
strength and bravery.

- And? Anything else?

- Lord Oleg's searching for you.

There's a big reward, a
nice price for your head.

But I will not hand you over.

Your father said a word for
me before the Lord once,

but I can't be sold
or bought, either.

And not even for gold.

Though, for so much gold, a
father would sell his own son.

- Could Toryan spare two horses?

- I don't have many,
but I will give you two.

So you stay for the night,
have some food, some rest.

I'll give you the
horses tomorrow.

They need to rest well, too.

Tired horses won't
take you too far.

- That's true, the
horses are very tired.

- But don't tell anyone

I didn't hand you
in for the reward.

People will think
T0ryan's gone mad

and won't do business
with me any more.

Well, now my dear
guests, enjoy our food.

Come on, eat.

Savage! You animal!

Why did you kill them?

They just sheltered us.

- The merchant's still alive.

- Lutobor, please spare my life.

- He was going to send
a messenger to the Lord,

and he was going
collect the reward.

- In the name of God,
please don't kill me.

- What's your god's name?

Is it Dajbog, Perun
or maybe Hors?

- I'm begging you in
the name of Jesus.

The devil tempted me
to be a greedy man.

- The devil tempted him,
then they sheltered us.

I think you aren't so good
Lutobor, at judging people.

And so Toryan's honor cannot
be bought or sold, can it?

Yeah?

- Harder, harder.

Harder.

You will be given to the man

who's the one who
paid us to kidnap you.

- Who is he?

- You'll find out when
he comes to get you.

It will be you alone,
without the child

and as for your little son,

he will either be sacrificed

or else trained
to become a Wolf.

Our young boys start
eating off a knife

as soon as they're weaned.

The training is very tough.

Only one out of
ten becomes a Wolf.

- And starts killing
people for gold?

- Hm, we Wolves do not
kill, but instead we hunt.

For otherwise, my
people would perish.

- Well then I will pray for
my son to avoid such a fate.

- Then pray, but in our
land, your god is powerless.

- You're not human,
you're an animal.

- Yeah, I am an animal.

But when I'm not the
hunter, I'm being hunted.

Now, we're both being hunted.

- What?

- Go on, go, go now.

- After them.
- After them, go, go.

- Come on.
- Go, go, go.

- Get them.
- Get them.

- This way.

- Hurry, hurry.
- Go, go, go.

- Here, over here.
- Go on faster.

- Come on.
- Faster.

- Come on.
- Get him.

- Get down.
- Get him.

- There, get him.

- Come on.
- He's dead.

Get after him.

- Come on!

- Let's
get down the hill!

Come on, get up, get up.

They'll follow our
tracks and find us.

- So, we'll
give them a fight.

- This could be suicide.

We're outnumbered.

And they're warriors, not
peasants with pitchforks.

- Warriors or peasants,
I really don't care.

I can't escape with
an injured leg.

Hey Marten?

Marten?

He left me to die.

- Hey over here.

- One has disappeared, but
we're still on their track.

I need three of
you, come with me!

We'll head him off at the pass.

And we meet again.

Prepare to taste the
blade of my sword.

Your death will be slow.

I'll chop you up and then
feed you to the animals

and when all that's
left is your head,

I will find your wife and
you'll watch me tear her up.

Your bastard will be
my slave and my eunuch.

He'll live with the clogs
and he'll scrub my boots

while I drink wine out of your
scull at the Lord's table.

- Way too many words.

Now shut your trap and fight.

- That was a good
fight, I think.

Bandage your leg and
drink lots of water.

I'll go and fill the canteen up.

Water will be
scarce from now on.

Lutobor, don't drink the -

- Don't take
anything from the living!

- That water was no good.

Who the hell are they?

- They're Forest
People, they worship Veles.

They're giving us to
Berendey, that one.

- It looks
like no one can beat him.

- Why no one?

No a crowd with some spears
or another Berendey could.

- Could both of us beat him?

- Not a chance,
but we could try.

- Uh-huh.

- Well, we can't just give up.

Lutobor, well, it
was nice knowing you.

- What is that on him, huh?

We do not take servants of
their god, god, as sacrifices.

He'll be our slave.

Now all praise to Veles!

Throw the other one!

- Down!

Go on.

- That's a good knife!

Ares!

- Lutobor?

Why aren't you happy, Lutobor?

We escaped death, so you
should be rejoicing now!

- I should be happy...

because I killed innocent
people in a frenzy?

- No, because a gift
was revealed in you!

You can transform
into a bear in battle.

- This gift isn't from
God, but from the Devil.

I committed a sin that'll
never be forgiven.

- I hate to tell you,

but with that gift, you'll
commit many more sins.

- No, I won't, I won't.

- Once a bear has awoken in you,

you can't stop or expel him.

- Oh I can, and I will.

The bear is only awakened if
the warrior drinks the potion,

and I will never drink it again.

- I hear you, but if the
gift is strong in you,

the bear awakes without
drinking the potion

and if the gift is powerful
you can tame the beast,

but your spirit
has to be strong.

- But God is merciful, merciful!

He won't let me shed
any more innocent blood.

- Lutobor, that god
of yours is weak.

Ares is strong

and he has an appreciation
for bloodshed.

- What about your blood,

that is spilled by one of your
own with a treacherous blow?

- Now come on.

We're almost there.

Now I need to blindfold you.

- Do all outsiders
get blindfolded

when they come to visit?

- No some don't even
get blindfolded,

instead they get
sacrificed to Ares.

- That's enough!

Didn't you say that
Marten was killed?

What do you say, Yar?

- I'll tell you!

- Lutobor.

- Don't be afraid,
everything's fine, I promise.

- Oh great one,

we honor your greatness
through the seasons, always.

- Now Ares,
hear my words.

I challenge Yar,
leader of the pack.

Now make your ruling!

- The
challenge has been made.

- I accept the
challenge of this Wolf,

now make your ruling.

- Challenge has been accepted.

- Anagast, I fulfilled
the agreement,

now release my wife and my son!

- What agreement is that?

- The lives of my wife
and son for the Lord's.

I poisoned him.

- Is that true?

- We didn't have an
agreement with you.

The agreement was with the man

who paid us to kidnap her.

- What is this?

What about the letter
and the poison?

- What letter is this?

We don't know how to write.

- And who paid you
to kidnap my wife?

Name?

- I'm afraid his name
must be kept a secret,

according to our agreement.

As for your fate,

it will be decided
after Ares has ruled.

- Lutobor.

- You swore an oath.

- Don't
worry, I will kill Yar.

I'm stronger than he is,

don't doubt me,

I will keep my oath.

- What will happen to you?

- Ares decides who will lead.

No one will challenge me,
I'm stronger than them.

The pack must have a leader.

Anagast will forgive
me, he will punish me,

but he will leave me alive

and as for Ares, I
know he'll forgive too.

I swore an oath.

- What happens
when Yar kills you?

- Then it will be bad, Lutobor.

You'll be sacrificed

and your son will
be raised by a Wolf.

Your wife will be given to
the one who paid the gold.

Don't worry, I will kill Yar.

I know, I'm stronger.

Hold on, it's not the
gods' thing, it's people.

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Oh, oh ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Oh, oh ♪

Years ago, Yar killed my father

and became the pack leader.

And from this day onward,
the Wolves will follow me.

- Is that
your ruling, Ares?

- I am the leader!

Ares made his ruling.

Is there anybody who wishes
to challenge the new leader?

Does anybody wish to
challenge the leader?

I will challenge him.

- There's no way he
can challenge me.

He's an outsider.

- Behold!

Ares gave us a sign.

The challenge is made.

- I accept the challenge.

- Where is my family?

- Your family has
become the pack's catch.

They have been paid for in gold.

- I killed the old leader
and I am the new one,

so that would mean
the catch is mine too.

- You are our leader
now, alright then.

The leader gets the first bite.

Follow me.

So, from now on, the
pack is your family.

- I'm not going to
live with the pack.

There's nothing honorable

in killing innocent
people, Anagast.

- But we don't
expect you to kill.

- What Do
You expect of me then?

- You're a warrior.

Even when the beast awakes in
you, human nature prevails.

But we are different.

We're assassins by trade.

- Don't you want
to live in peace?

- There's no one to protect us,

so that way the last
of us will perish.

- If you stay here,
you'll perish.

- Of course, I know that.

- Give me my family back,
Anagast, we don't belong here.

- But you can't
go back, remember?

You are the Lord's enemy.

- What if I'm not?

The man who paid you
to kidnap my family

is the Lord's enemy.

The Lord is alive and well.

He's just pretending to be ill.

He trusts me, I'm
his right-hand man.

If I can find out
who wants him dead

he will trust me even more.

I will say a word for you.

He will take you
under his protection,

if you agree to be loyal to him.

I just need to know
who the enemy is.

- I think we can help with that.

- Oh, finally!

I'm so tired of lying
on this deathbed.

- My Lord, I have
done as you wished.

- Now let's see just who
wants my death, let's see.

Did someone make you do this?

- Luchezar, Kiev's envoy said

I'd rule under
Kiev's protection.

Forgive me, Father,
don't kill me!

- Hm, and how could I?

You're my only son.

- Lord is dead.

- All hail now to
the new Lord of Tmutarakan!

May he rule wisely under the
guidance of the Lord of Kiev!

- Don't celebrate my
death yet, Luchezar.

You made a wise decision

in taking the last Scythians
under your protection.

They'll serve you faithfully.

- Well, where are they now?

- See, they trust
your word, Lord.

- What is happening,
what is happening?

No!

- Help!

- Take cover.
- Help.

- No, help!

- Run.

- No, no.

- This is terrible.

- Tell me why, Lord?

- In my land there will
be only one people, mine,

and one power, that's mine.

- I have been loyal
to you my whole life.

We had an agreement,
you gave me your word.

- My subjects do not
make agreements with me.

They only make pleas
and serve me well.

So serve me well.

- I am not your servant.

- Who are you then?

- The last warrior.

Goodbye, Lord.

- We've wanted to hunt down
those bandits for a while

and now finally it's done.

- Lutobor killed my son.

- He has gone to get
his wife and son.

So he is yours, if you like.

- Come, we're riding now.

- Riding now.

- Yeah!

- Let's go.
- Here we go.