The Dead Lands Page #4

...dead things?

They moan, our ancestors...

...they call to us.

The dead are calling...

...pleading for revenge and we heed them.

Where are you going, you two?

Will they help us?

They already have.

We have angered the ancestors

of this place...

...they are punishing us for coming here.

Your fear will not stop my glory.

Do you hear me?

He truly is a demon.

He is glorious!

You don't deserve to fight him.

Faster.

Cursed, are we?

And yet the ground opens up to hide us.

Mother earth is alive!

Where are you going, you two?

We were travelling with companions...

...but became lost.

You might have seen them?

We've seen no one.

You're hurt.

My father fell...

...but I nursed him back to health.

I welcome you, little brother...

...to share our camp for the night.

Thank you, we will.

He doesn't talk much does he, your father?

What are you doing?

We should kill them.

I've no argument with them.

Then we should leave.

I thought you wanted to find Wirepa.

What does it matter to you?

You said to carry on was hopeless.

Why are you sad, little brother?

I miss my family.

But you're with your father.

The rest of my family.

I don't think he is your father.

Yes he is.

Perhaps we should take you back with us.

My father would find out the truth.

It would do you no good.

I know one thing...

...you are indeed a proud and brave warrior.

The boy confessed...

...you are not his father.

Stupid boy!

I might have known.

People don't enter the Dead Lands

unless they have to.

Unless they are very desperate.

Why are you here then?

Our own lands are empty of birds.

You should try eating less.

And what is it you want here...

...warrior?

Who are you?

Tell me.

Tell me who it is I'm touching.

So much pain this body has seen.

Has it seen many noble deeds...

...great warrior?

Keep going...

...and I may yet tell you my name.

You bear the mark of the dead tribe.

Don't touch me!

Yes.

Your tribe will be no more.

You will disappear like mist.

Come then, monster...

...if it is death you want.

Don't! Please!

You should not have come here.

Why?

Why would you do this?

What are you, a demon?

Are you even a man at all?

She would have told them.

What?

That I exist.

They would know I am but a man...

...and come to take my lands.

I know who you are...

...why do you not kill me?

I told you boy...

...I told you.

I was not honourable, I told you!

I said we should go!

This is your fault.

- Liar!

- Careful, boy.

You're an animal!

Not noble enough for you?

Not like you are.

My father taught me honour.

You should restore your own.

And where is your father now?

Where your people are.

You want to know about honour, boy?

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