Deathstalker II Page #4

a very rich woman.

I was just starting

to enjoy poverty.

Come on, where's your sense

of adventure?

This isn't adventure.

It's just damn scary!

Yeah, but, uh...

When legends told...

I want people to think

we faced this bravely.

When the legend's told,

nobody's gonna believe

we were this stupid!

- Stalker.

- Huh?

I heard somewhere it was bad luck

to walk over graves.

I heard it was only

the open ones.

- Wait a minute!

- What?

I just remembered.

My hat...

I left the door unlocked.

We gotta go back!

- You don't have a door?

- I don't?

No.

Oh, yeah.

What was that?

The wind.

It should get oiled.

It came from in there.

You bet it did.

Stalker, you're not really

going in there?

- Don't go in there. It's dark.

- Look, relax, will ya?

Whew!

Well, come on in.

What are you waiting for?

Ah, come on, it's a little smelly,

but what could happen?

Stalker!

Stalker.

You know...

Grave robbing is not only

morally repulsive,

but I believe it carries a rather

stiff penalty, in these parts.

Who the hell are you?

Forgive me for not introducing

myself properly.

But I assumed a person with even

your limited deductive powers,

could have guessed.

Jarek.

Stalker.

Stalker!

Get out here!

Stalker, get out here!

I'd offer you my hand, sir.

But it's both tiring

and inconvenient

to be at two places at once...

Even for a sorcerer.

So if you'll be so good

as to excuse me,

I have a rather pressing

engagement to attend to.

And, oh, by the way...

I've arranged one for you

as well.

Stalker!

Ah! Son of a b*tch.

Ah! The old crushing wall

routine, huh?

You couldn't do better than this?

Me and my big mouth...

Stalker! Stalker!

Stalker!

Stalker!

Stalker!

Gotta be a secret lever

around here someplace.

Uh-huh!

Yipe!

Stalker!

Stalker!

Stalker!

Stalker!

Stalker! Get out here!

Stalker!

Gosh, leave you alone

for five minutes,

look what happens.

Come on!

Come on!

I'm comin'! I'm comin'!

Yah! Yah!

Come on! Yah!

Don't you know another tune?

Get out of here!

It's happening again!

Guards! Guards!

No! No!

No!

Dinner is served, your majesty.

- Did you see the face on her?

- Too bad. Nice body, though!

Come.

I won't bite.

You know, something funny

is going on here.

First, we get attacked

by bandits.

Then those damned zombies.

What's next?

Don't answer that!

Every time,

it's like they're waiting for us.

This jarek guy

is playing for keeps.

I told you the path would be

filled with perils.

Yeah, yeah.

We can forget the legend,

if you want to.

There's still time to turn back.

Reward's still up for grabs,

isn't it?

Uh-huh.

Who said anything

about turning back?

Not me.

Here...

Looks like you could use this.

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