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I know these mountains.

you know, it's said that they contain a liquid rock,

and this rock has great power.

pilgrims sometimes try to find the gate to it,

but the gate is protected by a wild beast.

ramah,

may we rest a while?

our search does

not permit you to be tired.

think how far we've come.

we'll be there by sundown.

rest then.

you see...

they wouldn't travel all this way to satisfy some rats.

tao, they're not rats.

besides, the downs are the only place

where the silken nutmeat grows.

just my luck.

it's all about the gifts of nature

and enjoying a good journey.

let me guess -- the journey

yields the gift of aching feet.

why would pilgrims carry weapons?

ahh! Whoa!

[ screaming ]

[ roaring and snarling ]

a lion...i think.

there it is. A killer.

in an age when nature and magic rule the world...

there is an extraordinary legend:

the story of a warrior

who communicates with animals,

who fights sorcery and the unnatural.

his name is dar, last of his tribe.

he's also called...

that tiger is a killer.

yeah, get it.

ahh...oof!

there's no time for fighting.

we are seekers.

-he protects the beast. -my friend.

your friend killed three disciples.

no. It's another.

the prints say a lion.

bigger and faster.

but something is wrong here.

when the great cat kills, it eats.

it never leaves a kill behind.

he talks as if he knows the beasts.

he does. He's the beastmaster.

some carry their prey

to trees, some to caves.

they never leave it behind.

they only kill to eat, or to protect their young,

-or their territory. -or because they've gone mad?

Or to protect themselves against the madness that attacks them.

we are on a peaceful journey, beastmaster.

I've never seen peace like this before.

well, you were right to say

it is no time for fighting.

which reminds me, some would say there's

no time at all, depending on how you look at things.

I'm a believer in time.

I live for a new time.

well, to those

of the past, we're not even born.

and to those of the future, we're long dead.

so, it could be that we're neither,

or both at the same time.

alive and dead -- all right,

let those who think they're dead

bury the dead; let the others follow me to the light.

or if by chance, you are a seeker...

all are welcome.

this could've been me.

should've been me, but I was afraid.

every man has his time.

when it should be you, it will you.

what exactly are you seeking on this mountain?

ramah says we will learn the great mysteries of life here.

no small quest.

it interests you?

I've often wondered at that mystery myself.

right now, I've found a better reason

for being here than chasing after ferret food...

or killer lions.

every man should follow his instincts and his heart.

so you follow the leader.

I'll hunt the beast that did this.

always worried about the wild ones.

why do you care so much?

because

he is so mortal.

still in the downs, is he?

why must you sneak up on me?

oh, you should know when I'm coming.

have you nothing better to do than follow this beastmaster?

he talks to the animals.

a parlour trick.

I mean, you spend a lot

of time in your parlour.

I want his powers.

what, for the challenging company, no doubt?

is it so wrong?

it's not his powers you're after.

it's your very hunger for his powers that pleases you.

it's the act of wanting.

the feeling.

your fetish is

desire itself.

now, this young girl, that I've been keeping in mind,

so to speak, reminds me of things --

things like your appetite

for messy human emotions.

so I think it's time you experienced some...

to know what fools these mortals be.

it's forbidden to delve into these areas.

haven't you done something and not known why?

you're frightening me.

good to know that I still can.

ramah!

oof! Sorry...sorry.

sorry for slowing you down.

oh, no, uh, I was going to take you up on your offer.

to test my belief in time?

for a while.

my name is tao

-it means-- -the way.

walk at the back with manjusa.

as I said...all are welcome.

you have arrived on a great day. A good sign.

you must not say I talked to you.

so how long have the disciples been walking with ramah?

some for many years, I think.

most have come from the mydlands.

I'm new -- that's why I'm on the end.

besides how difficult it is to walk up this mountain?

no.

don't go that way! you've got to stop!

wait!

they are not holy men.

[ baby crying ]

what are you?

are you a goddess?

nothing so hard to understand.

more like a midwife.

-I thought I heard a-- -boy.

yes, where?

At the bottom of the mountains.

in the flatlands,

where people belong.

I saw the tracks of a lion.

there is no lion here.

no, but he has killed many up on the mountain.

Its tracks, they went into the water. They crossed the stream.

yours came out.

those men are not holy men.

they must leave the mountain.

I don't understand.

some places must not be explored.

and you...

Why is it that you seek a beast that kills with such ease?

I'm a beastmaster.

-sorcery. -no.

I follow the beast so I may understand.

and no fear of death?

a man who fears death has already died many times.

wise.

the slenderest of threads separates the two.

but I remember a time

when you were not so fearless.

you remember?

at your birth.

you stayed within your mother long past your time.

how do you know all this?

perhaps you knew in your heart

that you would lose her too soon.

who are you?

I told you.

but you did not wish to hear.

please...

easier this time...to let go?

I thought you might like to see how your beastmaster's faring.

now, I wouldn't call this comfortable,

but then, I wouldn't call it death either.

oh...

yes, and yet, you still feel a sense for him, don't you?

his presence...the sight

of his few possessions.

but I also feel

that you're a bright young thing.

how can you possibly crave for someone

who seeks the company of creatures?

can't you do better than a nut-gatherer?

oh, dear, I've upset you.

Um, I know, I know, um, you have this childlike love for sound.

no -- it's not, it's music.

because that makes the mortals feel better, yes.

um, I'll create some music for you.

[ music playing ]

remember how you used to dance

for that idiot king who captured you?

well, I'd feel pleased if you'd just

sing for me.

you're becoming

quite the spy, aren't you, my dear?

watching the beastmaster, watching me.

You think I've become different.

I can't be different.

I'm the original.

whatever I become, it's still me.

You see, when you become wiser,

you'll realize it's just a healthy form of metamorphosis.

caterpillar turns into butterfly,

ancient one becomes more merciful.

you taunt her.

you misread -- no, you see, I retain my essence

and become more divine.

you told me once about a sorceress who tasted

human emotions, who fell in love with another sorcerer.

oh, you do have a fine memory...

and the powerful wizard punished her, you said,

took away her memories, her ability to feel love.

separated her from her lover.

cursed him to immortality

and condemned him to the sky forever.

the beastmaster's eagle.

a miserable creature, I'd imagine.

and I'm the sorceress you spoke of.

did you know your nostrils

flare when you're angry?

-wHat else did you take from me? -oh, come now.

you make me sound just awful.

-I want to know everything. -are you sure?

memories can wreak great suffering.

do you wish to remember how he held you in his arms?

disobeyed my orders?

remember, and you'll feel the burn of tears in your eyes,

the gnaw of loss in your stomach and the ache of loneliness

in your heart.

knowledge is a terrible burden, my dear,

which you will carry

if you push me further.

[ laughing ]

ruh.

I've noticed something about you.

you're not exactly like the others.

maybe you look too closely and you fool yourself.

well, I think we have something in common.

I joined this journey when my wife died suddenly.

do you have anything in common with that?

I'm sorry.

was it the shivering sickness?

we were crossing a river in the mydlands.

didn't look like the current was strong.

it pulled her under, swallowed up.

I never found her.

when I was a prisoner in the terron camp,

I saw many a good friend killed in a moment.

perhaps we're both searching for answers.

ramah's promised us answers.

be wary of a man that makes promises.

I sometimes wonder about his message.

if what he says is right and true, why can't we question it?

wouldn't it stand up to the test?

that's a very good question.

silence!

listen.

we're almost at the gate.

all will soon see the power

of the liquid rock.

liquid rock?

[ manjusa ]: yes, it's the gateway

to life and death, that's what we're seeking.

[ tao ]: I know about the liquid rock.

the beast who protects it's been attacking you pilgrims.

you must not go near it.

and no one should take it.

ramah says it can bring back

the dead, make the good live forever.

ramah is wrong. He's on a rendezvous with madness.

in every living thing in every territory...

even in lands we don't even know, there'll be danger.

ahh!

and now you follow me as well.

even after I told you

people belong in the flatlands.

what do you want with me?

how'd you do that before?

I was there again,

-but it felt like-- -the first time

you let go...as a baby?

yes.

so now you understand.

the urge for life is strong.

you had to let go to become who you are.

letting go is always the path forward.

are you from the ancestors?

no.

but some say I'm as old as the hills...

and they'd be right.

you should go now.

go far.

there is no danger greater than a mother's

instinct to protect her young.

I must find the beast.

if you mean no harm,

get out of harm's way.

I fear no animals, I speak with them.

it is a gift to my people.

the beast you look for, it will not speak with you.

tell me what you know.

I have to understand.

you cannot understand.

you can only take your friend

and leave the mountain before it is too late.

take him now.

you've taken enough from me.

you even put her in your head.

I'm the one who captured her. she was mine!

never again -- not when I have your secrets.

"knowledge is a terrible burden."

"all in good time."

"you're becoming quite the spy."

sap of the ancient tree.

petrified over time, but still filled with the knowledge

of ages.

a meaningful death, that's all I ask when I'm old,

very old, grey and feeble.

what's wrong?

the beast, lion, whatever it is, I saw its face,

back there with ramah -- you were right, it's not like

-any animal I've seen. -yOu're sure it's what you saw?

I think I know why it's killing.

the disciples are going after the liquid rock,

and death -- no man should touch the liquid rock.

those men are not holy men.

they're not holy men.

well, he certainly isn't.

no, no, that's what she said.

who?

the woman in white.

tell me about the liquid rock.

if ramah gets it, there

will be chaos everywhere.

he wants power

over life and death.

no man should have that power.

no man deserves that right, dar.

That's why the beast is killing.

always ramah's followers.

we have to stop him.

hummingbird, with wings that beat faster than

a human heart, thank you for being so still.

you set a good example for the ancient one.

when I have all his secrets, and he can no longer move...

I will set you free.

drink this ancient sap.

like the bird, he who receives this drop will be caught

between pieces of time, imprisoned without movement,

helpless to hide a single secret.

clever spell.

you're learning well, no, you really are.

but learn this.

if a gift is not accepted,

it's returned to the bestower.

students challenge teachers.

it's inevitable, possibly even good,

possibly even necessary, but so predictable.

[ ramah ]: the beast has spared him twice.

you know what is said of the third time.

perhaps it will return. and we'll get the liquid rock.

I believed in what you taught.

of course you did -- and you remember that I taught

how some will reach the end and--

but why do you do this -- it can't be

right to leave me like this.

if the beast doesn't return and take you

first, I'll explain why I've troubled.

I make you that promise, manjusa.

it will be your reward.

may you live to collect it.

how can you let him do this?

he's a liar. look at what he does.

how can anything he says be true after doing this?

do you think he wouldn't do it to you?

do you think if I died,

he wouldn't leave you here?

you speak enough, manjusa.

you must rise up -- he'll kill you

all, even you.

after him!

you were right.

a man who promises...

the gateway!

it's true.

the liquid rock.

ahhh!

[ shrieking ]

stop!

I have the liquid rock.

whoever holds the stone, you must obey.

now...

kill the disbeliever on the mountain...

beastmaster.

kill him.

look out. Get out of my way.

get out.

which way?

this way, towards the gateway.

[ manjusa ]: show it to me.

please.

the liquid rock...

let me see it.

You want enlightenment, manjusa.

as I promised.

here.

drink in the light.

ah, ah, ah, ah...

[ shrieking ]

he who holds the gate...

is the gate.

What is it? What have you seen?

it's ramah. He has the stone.

if ramah has the liquid rock, the power of life

and death, what can we do?

thinking? Your thinking feels more like running.

your arrogance was most offensive

because you thought yourself somehow unique.

But your like has come and gone and been forgotten

more times than even I can imagine.

you are but a blink in time, a single wave

in the ocean of life.

I should destroy you.

but this human makes me moony, weakens my will.

still I see myself as a sporting type of wizard,

so I wonder if your long-lost love,

your failed sorcerer, sharak, will truly love you

as he did before.

ah, don't try and answer that.

let's see if he'll come save you.

should he come, you're free.

should he not, then you will remain imprisoned for eternity.

still, I think that's better than destroying you,

don't you think -- so come on, get on with it.

call out to him.

Bring him rushing to your side.

I'll send your voice on the wind,

like a bird, ha, ha, ha, ha.

oh, come on, call out to him.

come on, let's see where his true loyalties lie.

[ roaring ]

my fight is not with you.

I am not my own master.

[ roaring ]

I do not wish this.

it is the beastmaster's time

to die.

but he is not the guilty.

it is...

commanded.

no, spare him.

he must die.

[ roaring ]

run. Nothing can stop it.

[ screeching ]

except, of course,

an immortal, which cannot be killed -- you're safe as long

as you have sharak.

immortality...

the one state

over which we have no control.

the beastmaster lives.

-it is good. -but I don't understand.

why didn't you kill ramah and his disciples

before they reached the liquid rock?

when one dies,

another must be born.

it is the balance.

ramah knew that.

that's why he had many disciples.

he expected to be attacked, but knew he needed more time.

the balance is destroyed.

he has disturbed the gate.

we can put it back.

never the balance.

there is no control.

there are too many people, not enough food.

if we put it back soon?

the balance will never be the same.

but still...

no one is safe while the unholy one has the liquid rock.

[ screeching ]

there's too much out of balance.

we'll never right it all, but ramah can't keep the stone.

I know a way.

you do not even

test me, beastmaster.

perhaps you've kept the company of

simple creatures too long.

where's your power now, ramah?

does a bird stop your magic?

The power of the stone is gone.

whatever you've done here,

it's over.

[ roaring ]

ruh, no!

take sharak.

[ shouting ]

[ shrieking ]

[ laughing ]

for a human, your beloved rooster abandoned you

to save the skin of a human.

but even worse, the very same beastmaster

that you're interested in.

aren't you insulted -- doesn't it make you

want to boil him in his own juices?

oh, then of course, there's the little matter

of me keeping my word, which I will do.

well, I mean, a wizard is as good as his word.

but you knew that.

now what did I say -- ah, yes,

eternal imprisonment.

so here are the chains

that you will never see unshackled.

Your memories, every little one.

how you loved him, how it felt...

how you needed him...

how he is forever...

a bird.

for some truly odd reason, even to an elevated being

like myself, there is nothing quite so sad

as losing the one you love.

[ sobbing ]

goodbye, old friend.

his was a noble death.

his life was given to save yours.

but it's wrong.

I know I have no right,

but this does not seem fair.

the tiger, our friend, ruh,

this was not his time, and surely you know that.

I know the world isn't fair; I would never ask for myself,

but he returned the liquid rock.

he has done everything

to save the gate of life and death -- and this creature,

it's a part of him -- if it dies,

part of dar's life is gone.

tao...

no, no, you see...you see...

I know him. I know what he's thinking.

I know him well.

he lost his mother.

I remember. and he went back

to his loss -- he went to valhalla to live it again.

he's done even more than that.

yeah, then just this once,

must death be final?

for all the lives taken here and for

what he has done to safeguard the stone,

isn't one life owed?

this is a holy man.

[ growling ]

[ screeching ]

you owe me big time.

how do you like that?

seems grateful to me.

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