Deathstalker Page #2

and things I don't even know

what they were.

That's a... magnificent sword.

May I see it?

Spirits.

Spirits don't make noise.

Come out and show yourself

like a man.

Whoever you are.

Kill him and you'll die

before his eyes are closed.

Show yourself.

I'll take his hood off for him

...and his head.

I had a dream we would meet

two men on the road.

I didn't think it meant anything,

but now...

Two men, huh?

Dreams are not

what they used to be!

I may be a woman.

My sword has cut down

greater men than you.

And I've dealt

with better women,

with a different sword.

Enough!

Save your boasting and your sword

for the tournament.

What are you doing here?

I'm kaira.

I'm on my way to munkar's

tournament as well.

Alone?

You ride the rest of the way

with us.

I'll join you

until the contest begins,

then I'll stand by no one.

Then it would be my pleasure

to be the one

you stand against.

Be wary, my friend.

Of what? A dream?

Where's mine?

Deathstalker is camped

outside the city, my lord.

Very good.

Hmm?

Hmm.

Hmm.

I feel...

Hmm.

mmm. Perfect.

You should put a sparkle

in munkar's eye.

Ah... yes.

Come on!

To the castle.

Yes.

More wine!

More wi...

Mmm.

Gotcha!

Some wine.

Think she likes you.

I bid you welcome

to my kingdom.

I have ruled longer

than most of you have lived.

Now I'm old.

My time is near.

But only the strongest

will take my place.

We shall see in the battles

of the next two days

who will claim my kingdom

and whether good...

Or evil...

Will rule.

Evil!

So I expect.

But the tests begin tomorrow.

Tonight you are my guests.

And all that I have

is yours to share.

Food, drink...

...women.

And in honor of this occasion,

the first appearance...

Of my newest prize.

Who will stand for the court

in this most pleasant bout?

Me!

- Me!

- Let me do it!

Me!

Yes.

You are perfect.

- Hey!

- Hey!

No!

Please.

No!

Please let me...

Stop him, please!

Stop him, please!

- I'll help you.

- Please, stop him!

Oh, oh, oh, oh!

No!

Please, stop!

Please!

Were you planning to take her

with you?

For the night, anyway.

She is mine, you know?

But I think she fancies you.

I'll have her sent

to your chamber, when the...

...excitement is over.

Oh!

Hello again.

Thank you.

Not again.

My lord, deathstalker is alone

in his room.

Ah, little Howard.

Here, kitty, kitty...

oh.

Deathstalker will not live

to compete in the tournament.

Good.

I would hate to see him win

and become your heir.

You cretin.

There will be no winner.

And when the contest is over,

there will be no warrior alive

strong enough to oppose me.

- Ah! You will kill the winner.

- Yes.

And you will kill deathstalker

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