The barbarian stares at the bloodstained sword in his hand, raising the shining blade to see his own reflectio

The barbarian stares at the bloodstained sword in his hand, raising the shining blade to see his own reflection in its surface. His voice grows dull and hoarse. "Ancient Armag, great chieftain of the past... Invincible hero, Gorum's champion... He served only Gorum. Not his people, no — only Gorum. When he killed, it was not to feed his people, not to gain glory, not for wealth, not for power... No, it was the other way around. He fed his people to make them better killers."