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Last year I had an excellent wine

and it was here in this tavern.

The swill we make is far from great,

but we are certainly famous for it.

What's your name?

You can call me whatever you want,

as long as you are a paying customer.

- And where is Kudim? - WHO?

The owner of this tavern.

He has been murdered.

Why is that?

He watered down the wine and cheated the customers,

then he was caught fornicating

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

Are you sure she wasn't your wife? Do

you see.

Let's roast this duck and take it with us?

Hey, master?

No wait!

Your turn.

Bring me a bag.

Were they the ones who mutilated you?

No, that wasn't the case.

Other Polovtsians attacked me

on my way to Konchak.

And I was supposed to go instead of you.

Then Tatiana would have been mine. Do

you think life with her is sweet?

If only I had known how stubborn she was.

And I will say that you wouldn't have lasted,

not even a week.

We are honored to see you and your son, Lord Oleg,

at the border to welcome us.

Lord Vladimir suggests that I take Chernigov.

I see that he is giving his neighbor

what he could not handle himself, but I am not offended.

I'll take it.

Was he too busy to visit me?

Then you, nobles, are my guests.

Today they are his guests, tomorrow his subjects.

If there's one thing I know, Oleg wants kyiv all to himself.

Take cover, we are under attack.

It's him.

- You should have captured him. - Yes, but he committed suicide.

I was late, Lord.

But you saved my life.

It is my duty, my lord.

Hey, Master! Lutobor!

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

He's a future warrior!

Go see her, Lutobor.

No, no, master, you cannot enter!

Not yet, you have to wait here!

No, sir, you must wait here.

No, please.

Be patient now, be patient.

Your lady is going to give birth very soon.

Every new life begins with suffering.

Since when have you been so wise?

When my wife was giving birth to our sixth,

I got so drunk to suffer less.

And it worked.

Everything will be alright.

So, a son?

Wouldn't you love your daughter?

Oh no, I wouldn't.

How dare she be born before my son? Give me.

Listen, you have a son, master.

Lord Oleg is here!

He's there!

Lord Oleg is here!

He arrived.

- So, you have a son now? - Yes my Lord.

Do you want to make me godfather

or do you have another choice?

Are you kidding?

I would never have dared to ask.

- Let's see it, let's see it. - Tatiana!

Oh.

Look at you.

Look at this, it looks like you.

In a year, I want a grandson like him.

Lutobor, now this sword is yours

until your son is old enough to hold it.

It's an honor, Lord.

You deserve it, Lutobor.

Show us your swordsmanship.

This sword is beyond all praise, Lord.

Are you good in real combat?

Do you want to test my courage, Polovtsian? Are

you scared?

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

No swords. But instead, you can fight.

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

They are my allies today.

Enough!

When a blow is threatened, it is rarely delivered.

Open the door!

Very good fight.

I know, but there could be a problem.

- GOOD. - Yes my Lord.

It was a very good fight, but you might have an enemy.

No, everything will be fine.

The Polovtsian asked for it.

Maybe that's true.

Well I'm leaving.

Won't you stay for the party, my lord?

I would be delighted, but I have my princely duties to fulfill.

Prove! Have a

good trip, my lord. Give me.

Feed the musicians and heat some water

so I can wash away the Polovtsian snot.

- Cheers, boys. - Oh yeah.

What is this?

Look at that, huh?

Calm down, my warrior.

Save your caresses for later.

Is it sewn?

You're like new.

I'll seal it with a spell.

No wait.

Lutobor!

Lutobor!

Hurry up, we're going now.

In war !

- Hey, over here. - They are here.

- Come on. - Come quickly, this way.

- This way. - Grab it.

This bastard is alive.

- I got it. - Can anyone help me?

Please, this way!

What are we going to do with him?

This way please !

- What is going on? - Can anyone hear me?

Lock him up!

Someone help.

Does anyone know what happened?

What just happened?

- Pass them to me. - Oh yes.

- This way. - It is so good.

- Yes. - Oh.

- It's part of me. - Send them here.

What?

Lutobor, my friend, I feel your pain.

We will find them, I swear we will make them all pay.

- Invite you? - Quickly...

Quickly, pour me some more.

Ah, whatever, pour me another drink.

Get me out of here.

- Very well very well. - Cheers.

I just found out what happened.

What are you going to do?

What do they want? A ransom or something else?

What do they want?

My wife and my son...

in exchange for your life.

It's a high price.

And what did you choose?

My duty to you, Lord. THANKS

.

Save the poison for now.

To my right arm, Lutobor!

- Cheers. - Oh.

Hey!

It was him, he poisoned me!

Poison, he has poison!

My husband will find you!

We were told not to touch you,

but I wouldn't refuse...

if you wanted to.

Come here.

So where is Marten?

He was killed by Lutobor.

Really convenient, considering Marten

was going to challenge you as leader.

I was chosen by Ares as the strongest wolf.

I'll lead the pack!

It's Ares who will decide. Eh

?

But why, Lord?

I have been faithful to you.

Yes, I know you were.

But I want my enemies to think

that it was you who poisoned me, Lutobor.

And I recognized the poison, it was hemlock powder.

A person who takes it suffers for seven days

before dying.

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

and also to find the man who wanted me dead.

- Thank you, I will, Lord. - Don't thank me yet.

Now you will escape,

and then I will announce a reward for your head.

This is the only way, otherwise the enemies

won't believe you poisoned me, right?

Spare the executioner.

I still need his services.

Forgive me, my lord, for not sparing his life.

Prove, prove!

Prov, come here, man.

- Master? - Be quiet.

Where is the captive?

He's in the hangar.

I think it's a Perun wolf,

it's a bunch of hitmen.

Bring me my sword, my armor and my clothes,

and some water to wash me, and quickly!

No wait.

Do you want to live, Wolf?

Yes I do.

Forgive me, for God's sake, I hurt you.

Wicked people took me in

and lured me to do evil deeds for gold.

- I really just want... - Shut your mouth.

Help me get my family back and I will free you.

I will help you, I swear to God, I will get them.

I know you don't believe in my God,

but you will take our oath.

You will swear it in a sanctuary,

before the idol of your god. GOOD?

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 it an ancient temple?

A secret sanctuary?

This is your god, Perun.

Take an oath before the idol.

Perun, god of lightning,

I pledge before you to help

this Lutobor find his wife and son.

And very much alive.

And very much alive.

But his oath has no value.

He doesn't pray to the gods.

Who are you, show yourself!

He prays to another god.

He belongs to an ancient tribe that has lost its grandeur.

The last of them earns his living by shedding blood,

isn't that true, Wolf of Ares?

You are a wolf.

Tell us, isn't that the truth?

It's true, and at home I honor Ares,

but I respected your god.

Tell me who you are.

He's Perun's guardian, untie me.

His people swear an oath on a sword

washed in human blood.

Why believe you?

Believe because I am the keeper of ancient knowledge.

He is blind.

Oh, but is it you?

It's you...

who's blind! Are

you seeking death, guardian?

Oh, but you found it.

Kill him!

Calm down now, he's dead.

Detach myself?

Your people swear an oath 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?

Said to call me Marten.

Why didn't you strangle me, Marten?

Because I honor Ares,

and I would not dishonor him before the god Perun.

So I will keep my word.

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

You're not bored ?

One is enough for the servants of God.

Let me baptize you.

No, a faith that forbids concubines is simply not for me.

Likewise, how can one god rule everything?

I mean, all the mountains, and the forests,

and the storms?

For you, it's about women, not storms.

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

take my word for it.

Lutobor?

Maybe so, but I don't remember your face.

My name is Toryan, I am a trader.

We met once before.

I've heard stories about you.

What kind of stories?

About your strength and courage.

And? Nothing else?

Lord Oleg is looking for you.

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

But I will not deliver to you.

Your father has spoken a word for me before the lord,

but I cannot be bought or sold either.

And not even for gold.

But for that much gold, a father would sell his own son.

Could Toryan spare two horses?

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

So you stay the night, eat and rest.

I'll give you the horses tomorrow.

They also need to rest well.

Tired horses won't get you very far.

It's true, the horses are very tired.

But don't tell anyone

that I didn't hand you over for the reward.

People will think Toryan has gone crazy

and won't do business with me anymore.

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 is still alive.

Lutobor, please spare my life.

He was going to send a messenger to the lord,

And he was going to collect the reward.

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

What is the name of your god?

Is it Dajbog, Perun, or maybe Hors?

I beg you in the name of Jesus.

The devil tempted me to be a greedy man.

The devil tempted him, then they took us in.

I don't think you're very good at judging people, Lutobor.

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

Yeah?

More difficult more difficult.

Stronger.

You will be handed over to the man

who paid us to kidnap you.

Who is he?

You'll know 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 trained to become a Wolf.

Our young boys start eating with a knife

as soon as they are weaned.

The training is very tough.

Only one in ten becomes a wolf.

And start killing people for gold?

Hm, we wolves don't kill...

but we hunt.

For otherwise my people would perish.

Well, I will pray that my son avoids such a fate.

So pray, but in our country your god is powerless.

You are not human, you are an animal.

Yes, I am an animal.

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

Now we're both being hunted.

What?

Come on, come on, come on now.

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

- Come on. - Come on! Come on! Come on.

- Catch them. - Catch them! This

way.

- Quick quick. - Come on! Come on! Come on.

- Here, here. - Come on, faster.

- Come on. - Faster.

- Come on. - Grab it.

- Come down. - Grab it.

There, grab it.

- Come on. - He is dead.

Pursue him.

Come on!

Let's go down the hill!

Come on, get up, get up.

They will follow our tracks and find us.

So we are going to give them a fight.

It could be suicide.

We are outnumbered.

And they are warriors, not peasants with pitchforks.

Warriors or peasants, I don't care.

I can't get through this with an injured leg.

Hey, Marten?

Marten?

He left me to die.

Hey, this way.

One of them disappeared...

But we are still on their trail.

I need you three, come with me!

We will stop him at the pass.

And we meet again.

Prepare to taste the blade of my sword.

Your death will be slow.

I'm going to cut you into pieces and then...

feed you to the animals,

and when only your head is left,

I'll find your wife, and you'll watch me tear her apart.

Your bastard will be my slave and my eunuch.

He will live with the dogs and he will scrub my boots

while I drink wine from your skull at the Lord's table.

Far too many words.

Now close your trap and fight.

It was a good fight, I think.

Bandage your leg and drink plenty of water.

I'm going to fill the canteen.

Water will now be scarce.

Lutobor, don't drink...

Don't take anything from the living!

This water was not good.

Who the hell are they?

They are forest people, they love Veles.

They entrust us to Berendey, that one.

Looks like no one can beat him.

Why no one?

No, a mob with spears or another Berendey could.

Could we both beat him?

Not a chance, but we could try.

Uh-huh.

Well, we can't give up.

Lutobor, well, it was nice knowing you.

What's wrong with him, huh?

We do not take the servants of their god,

God, as sacrifices.

He will be our slave.

Now, congratulations to Veles!

Throw the other one away! Down

!

Keep on going.

It's a good knife!

Ares!

Lutobor?

Why aren't you happy, Lutobor?

We escaped death, so you should rejoice now!

I should be happy...

because I killed innocent people in a frenzy?

No, because a gift has been revealed in you!

You can transform into a bear in battle.

This gift does not come from God, but from the devil.

I have committed a sin that will never be forgiven.

I hate to tell you this,

but with this gift, you will commit many more sins.

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

Once a bear has awakened inside you,

you cannot stop it or expel it.

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 wakes up without drinking the potion,

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

but your spirit must be strong.

But...

God is merciful, merciful!

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

Lutobor, your god is weak.

Ares is strong

and he enjoys bloodshed.

And your blood, spilled

by one of your own with a treacherous blow?

Now come on.

We are almost there.

Now I have to blindfold you.

Are all foreigners blindfolded when they come to visit us?

No, some are not even blindfolded,

but are sacrificed to Ares.

That's enough!

Didn't you say Marten was killed?

What do you say, Yar?

I will tell you!

Lutobor.

Don't be afraid, everything is fine, I promise.

Oh great,

we honor your greatness through the seasons, always.

Now Ares, listen to my words.

I challenge Yar, pack leader.

Now make your decision!

The challenge is met.

I accept this wolf's challenge.

Now make your decision.

The challenge was accepted.

Anagast, I have fulfilled the agreement,

now release my wife and son!

What agreement is this?

The life of my wife and my son for that of the Lord.

I poisoned him.

Is it true?

We didn't have an agreement with you.

The deal was with the man who paid us to kidnap her.

What is this?

And 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 remain secret,

as per our agreement.

As for your fate,

it will be decided once Ares has ruled.

Lutobor.

You have taken an oath.

Don't worry, I'll kill Yar.

I am stronger than him, 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 am 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 will forgive too.

I took the oath.

What happens if Yar kills you?

Then it will be bad, Lutobor.

You will be sacrificed

and your son will be raised by a wolf.

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

Don't worry, I'll kill Yar. I know I am stronger.

Wait, it's not the gods' business, it's the people's business.

Years ago, Yar killed my father and became the leader of the pack.

And from this day on...

the Wolves will follow me.

Is this your final decision, Ares?

I am the leader!

Ares has made his decision.

Is there anyone who wants to challenge the new leader? Does

anyone want to challenge the leader?

I will challenge him.

He can't challenge me.

He's a stranger.

See!

Ares waved at us.

The challenge is met.

I accept the challenge.

Where is my family?

Your family has become prey to the pack.

They were paid in gold.

I killed the old leader and I'm the new one,

so that would mean the capture is mine too.

You are our leader now, okay then.

The chef 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 is nothing honorable

about killing innocent people, Anagast.

But we don't expect you to kill.

What do you expect from me, then?

You are a warrior.

Even when the beast awakens within you, human nature prevails.

But we are different.

We are professional assassins. Do

n't you want to live in peace?

There is no one to protect us,

so the last of us will perish.

If you stay here, you will perish.

Of course I know that.

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

But you can't go back, remember?

You are the enemy of the lord. What

if I'm not?

The man who paid you to kidnap my family

is the enemy of the lord.

The lord is alive and well.

He's just pretending to be sick.

He trusts me, I am his right arm.

If I find out who wants him dead,

he'll trust me even more.

I'll say a word to you.

He will take you under his protection,

if you agree to be faithful to him.

I just need to know who the enemy is.

I think we can help you.

Ah finally !

I'm so tired of lying on this deathbed.

My lord, I did what you wished.

Now let's see who wants me dead, let's see.

Did anyone make you do this?

Luchezar, the kyiv envoy, said that I would govern under the protection of kyiv.

Forgive me, father, don't kill me!

Hm, and how could I?

You are my only son.

Lord is dead.

Hello everyone now the new lord of Tmutarakan!

May he govern wisely under the word of kyiv!

Don't celebrate my death yet, Luchezar.

You made a wise decision...

in taking the last Scythians under your protection.

They will serve you faithfully.

Well, where are they now?

You see, they trust your word, Lord.

What's going on, what's going on?

No!

Help!

- Take shelter. - Help!

No, help me!

Run.

No no.

It's terrible.

Tell me why, Lord?

In my country, there will be only one people, mine,

And only one power, that is mine.

I have been faithful to you all my life.

We had an agreement, you gave me your word.

My subjects do not make deals with me.

They only beg 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 track down these bandits for a while.

And now it's finally done.

Lutobor killed my son.

He left to pick up his wife and son.

So it's yours, if you want.

Come on, let's drive now.

Ride now.

Yeah!

- Let's go. - Here we go.