This it was given me to know--
that many worlds
have been enslaved by the Beast...
and his army, the Slayers.
And this too
was given me to know--
that the Beast would come
to our world--
the world of Krull--
and his Black Fortress
would be seen in the land--
that the smoke of burning villages...
would darken the sky...
and the cries of the dying
echo through deserted valleys.
But one thing I cannot know--
whether the prophecy be true...
that a girl of ancient name
shall become queen--
that she shall choose a king...
and that together
they shall rule our world...
and that their son...
shall rule the galaxy.
Father.
Colwyn should have been here by now.
He may be forced to travel through
the forests and the stone country.
All the passes and roads
are held by the Slayers.
Colwyn may not get through.
- That would please you?
- I sent men to help.
But I see no reason for an alliance
with our ancient enemies.
Father, the invaders
are destroying our world.
We must have the alliance.
Only if we're united
do we stand a chance against them.
Then I'll make a treaty
with King Turold.
It's not necessary
for you to marry his son.
It's the only way
to guarantee the alliance.
The marriage is my choice.
If it were anyone but Turold's son--
Colwyn is a great fighter.
Good fighters make bad husbands.
Perhaps.
Horsemen approaching!
Open the gates!
We sent to you for help!
None came.
Twenty men were dispatched to you.
We lost 300 getting here.
I didn't choose this marriage, Turold.
- Nor did I, Eirig!
- I chose it.
Your daughter chose it.
It'll be done.
And you'll lead this army with mine
against the Slayers?
Whatever army I have
I'll lead against them...
until I've won or I'm dead.
I've chosen well.
So have I.
Your journey was hard?
But necessary.
- May already be too late.
- It's not too late.
Is this where the ceremony will be?
Mm, tonight at moonrise.
My father says
that good fighters make bad husbands.
- That depends.
- On what?
On whether you expect a husband
to follow you around--
jump every time you clap your hands.
Wouldn't you jump for me?
No, of course not.
You're a warrior.
- From this day, my kingdom is no more.
- Nor mine.
A single kingdom...
under our children.
Agreed.
I give fire to water.
It will not return except from the hand
of the woman I choose as my wife.
I take fire from water.
I give it only to the man
whom I choose as my husband.
Take the fire from my hand.
Slayers!
Call the royal guards!
- The Slayers.
- Arm yourselves!
- We will fight together.
- Is there a safe way out of the castle?
- An underground passage.
- Come on!
- My place is with you.
- Do you love me?
- Of course I love you.
- Then go.
Colwyn, hurry back to me.
Everyone in the center of the room,
get back!
Take it!
Here!
Lyssa!
Father!
- Lyssa!
- She's alive.
- Where?
- Stay still!
- Where?
- For now, beyond your reach.
- Who are you?
- I am Ynyr.
The old one.
Well...
not as old as all that.
You've come down
from the Granite Mountains.
Yes. I am needed now.
Father.
There is no time now for grief.
You haven't lost a father
and a bride on the same day.
Nor have I become king on that day.
I have no kingdom!
Your kingdom may be greater
than you know.
I give it to you, old man,
and welcome to it.
I came to find a king.
And I find a boy instead.
Lyssa?
They will hold her
in the Black Fortress.
- Can you lead me to it?
- You must have help.
I'll find men on the way.
In the fortress,
you will face more than the Slayers.
You will face the Beast,
who is their leader.
He can be killed.
Perhaps.
But no man has ever
seen him and lived.
You will need more
than men and swords.
You will need the power
of the glaive.
The glaive is nothing
but an ancient symbol.
It doesn't really exist.
It exists up there.
In a cave on the highest peak.
Without the glaive...
you will never be able
to reach Lyssa.
I need weapons, not symbols.
Once, the glaive
was a very powerful weapon.
It can be so again...
but only in the hands
of the right man.
For only the right man
can retrieve the glaive.
Am I that man?
I wish I knew.
I cannot go with you.
Don't worry.
If it's there, I'll come back with it.
If you do not come back with it...
you'll not come back at all.
You have been brought here
for a marriage.
I'm the king you will choose.
Do not use it
until you need it.
- Well, how will I know when?
- You will know.
You lead me to the Black Fortress,
I'll use it soon enough.
It will not be so easy.
With each sunrise,
the Black Fortress moves.
Sometimes it is in mountains,
sometimes in the desert...
sometimes in the sea.
Never the same place twice.
You told me
you knew where to find it.
There are kingly virtues
other than bravery.
Courtesy is one of them!
I'm sorry.
It's the thought of Lyssa there.
Yes.
Well, I, too, was young once.
I, too, loved as you do.
But your love will be...
luckier than mine.
What I told you is that I knew
how to find the fortress.
And that is by seeking the vision
of the blind emerald seer.
His place isn't known either.
It is known to me.
It is a day's journey from here. Come.
Help!
Help! I'm drowning!
This might have been quicksand!
I might have been sucked to my death
while you stood there gawking!
Where is this place?
A forest near the Granite Mountains.
Blast! A thousand miles off course.
Well, I was rushed.
There was a difference of opinion
concerning a gooseberry pie.
The man left it
sitting on his windowsill.
- What did he expect?
- Perhaps he expected to eat it.
For that rudeness,
I think I'll turn you into a bat.
Might teach you some manners...
to hang upside down...
for an hour or two.
The hill people
lack the power to do harm.
We shall see about that, old man.
We'll see about that.
No. That's a recipe
for hot fudge sauce.
Oh, well, it'll have to be a goose--
fat and ugly.
Very fat, very ugly.
And from that, you see
what I could have done to you...
if I were a vengeful man.
You may leave me now.
Dear, let me see now.
The forest is not safe.
You'd best travel with us.
Me? Travel with you?
Do you know who I am?
I am Ergo the Magnificent.
Short in stature, tall in power...
narrow of purpose
and wide of vision.
And I do not travel with peasants
and beggars. Good-bye.
Wait! Wait for me!
I've just remembered.
-I've urgent business in this direction.
-What business?
Staying alive.
I will allow you to go
wherever you please within these walls.
For this is the palace
from which you will rule this world...
and countless others.
You cannot escape me.
You will be my queen.
You're no great chooser
of roads, old man.
This way will save us
half a day's travel.
Robbers.
They're men. We don't know yet
whether they're robbers.
Faces that ugly
can only belong to robbers.
Don't worry.
I'll turn them all into pigs.
You're surrounded by 1 00 men.
A hundred's not enough.
Well, what have we here?
A fighter.
Besides, you're short about 90 men.
Let's just kill them
and be done with it, Torquil.
Shut up, Rhun.
I don't kill men without good reason.
Nor do I,
and be thankful for it.
- You're escaped prisoners.
- Every one.
Thieves, bandits,
fighters and brawlers.
- Desperate men.
- Desperate as you'll ever see.
Good.
- Those are the kind of men I need.
- You need?
See, these men
follow no man but me.
And I follow no man at all.
- Would you follow a king?
- A king?
Many lunatics wandering the countryside
claiming to be kings, eh?
Would you follow a king
to the Black Fortress?
Now I know you're a lunatic.
I wouldn't follow me own father
to the Black Fortress.
- If he could find it.
- Not that he'd be foolish enough.
Is it foolish to defend your world and
to fight for your homes and families?
If the invaders conquer,
you'll be slaves with the rest of us.
Noble sentiments, but we fight
for profit, you know what I mean?
And the profit's freedom
and fame.
Freedom? But we have it.
Fame? It's an empty purse.
Count it, you're broke.
Eat it, go hungry.
Seek it and go mad.
That is true.
But this fame and this freedom
you could leave to your sons.
- How did you know I had sons?
- If the Slayers conquer Krull...
your sons will be enslaved forever.
I have no sons,
but I will go with you.
What?
The boy shames you all.
Only the king and the lord marshal
have the keys to these manacles.
You don't look like a lord marshal.
Look about the right age
to be Turold's son.
Exact age.
Torquil, you're growing old.
Your brain's softening.
Nine men like you are worth an army.
If we succeed, unlock them.
Otherwise, I'll die with them.
Well, you heard him.
We are now an army!
- An unpaid army.
- You got a problem, Rhun?
Look, can't a man even talk to himself
without being interrupted?
- Let's go.
- Saddle up!
Move!
Gooseberries!
In here. Help!
Horrible! There was
a terrible creature over there!
And over there,
a creature with only one eye!
- One eye?
- A cyclops.
And he was aiming a spear
straight at me.
Had that been so,
you would now be dead.
He was aiming at a Slayer...
for they have ancient hatred
between them.
Long ago, his ancestors...
lived in a world far from Krull...
and had two eyes like other men.
Then they made a bargain
with the Beast...
who was the leader of the Slayers.
They gave up one of their eyes
in exchange for the power...
to see into the future,
but they were cheated.
And the only future they are permitted
to see is the time of their own death.
They're sad, solitary creatures.
Born to know...
the day they will die.
Today would have been my day,
if it hadn't been for him.
We three will go on.
The rest will remain here.
We four will go on. I'm not
staying behind with these criminals.
We four will go.
He marches us towards
a solid face of rock.
The man has raisins
in his brain case.
I recognize an old friend.
Mad. They're all mad.
We seek the Black Fortress!
Such a vision will be opposed.
Who seeks it?
The new king.
With an old voice?
You know the voice?
Yes, my friend.
We're trying to find it.
I will seek the fortress for you.
Got any sugar bowls?
Gum drops?
What kind of boy are you?
Boys always have candy.
I have a cinnamon bar.
Share and share alike.
I am Ergo the Magnificent.
Short in stature, tall in power...
narrow of purpose
and wide of vision.
That is very impressive.
- I should hope so.
- I'm Titch.
That's not impressive,
but adequate.
The Black Fortress.
Where?
Are you all right?
Yes.
The Beast does not like
curious seers poking into his affairs.
His power is too great
for you to overcome?
Yes, here.
But there's one place
where his power cannot reach.
- The Emerald Temple.
- Yes, in that place...
he cannot oppose my vision.
Will you travel there with us?
It is in the great swamp--
a treacherous place.
Our need is great.
The temple is at the center
of the swamp...
where three trees grow as one.
How could anything grow in that place?
It smells of death.
Death and power are close cousins.
Don't think I like
your relatives, old man.
Have a look.
The profit of this journey.
They're worth a fortune.
Maybe, to someone
who's very nearsighted.
What?
But they were emeralds.
Hey, Rhun. Emeralds.
I swear it!
They were emeralds.
Rocks in our pockets
and gravestones above our heads...
is what we'll get from this journey.
Slayers!
- From the lake!
- Take cover!
- Get over there!
- There's more over here!
- Get down!
- They're over here!
Quick! Over there!
Over here!
There's one over here!
That's the second time
you've saved my life.
- I am Ergo.
- The Magnificent.
- Hasn't he got a name?
- His name is Rell.
He visits the seer sometimes.
He doesn't speak much.
So I've noticed, except to be sarcastic
to people who wish to be friends.
Or jest with those
who already are his friends.
My name is no jest, beanpole.
It's all very well to have a short name
when you're 20 feet tall.
But small people need large names
to give them weight.
Your actions give you weight,
my friend.
I saw you save the boy
from a spear.
Well, that's what friends
are supposed to do for each other.
-Quite so.
-You've been with us for a long way now.
Since the beginning.
When I learned that the old one
had come down...
I knew the time had come.
Join us, then.
All men need company.
Yes. All men.
That way.
If I had my wish,
I'd be out of this place right away.
If I really had my wish...
I'd be sitting
on top of a gooseberry pie...
as big as a mountain.
No. That's a bit greedy.
I'll settle for one as big as a house.
- I'd wish for a puppy.
- Only one puppy?
If you're wishing,
why not wish for a hundred?
- I only want one.
- Oh, that's a foolish wish.
And you, Rell?
What would you wish for?
Ignorance.
- Nennog, help him!
- Help!
The ground. It's sinking!
It is the power of the Beast.
Link up! Make a chain!
- Get me out!
- Rhun, get hold of him!
- Hang on!
- Pull!
Give me the axe!
- Here!
- Quick!
Pull!
- Pull!
- Pull him!
I'm slipping!
- Pull it!
- Hold on!
- That's it!
- Heave!
Nennog!
Help me!
Get me out! Help me!
Nennog, keep still.
Don't struggle.
- Reach.
- Hold on!
- Reach!
- Keep still, Nennog!
- Don't struggle!
- Stretch!
- Pull!
- Pull!
Is that you, Titch?
- How far to the temple?
- Not far now.
- Make sure we're not being followed.
- Right.
- I will stay.
- Be careful.
Thank you.
I'll lead the seer.
Titch, you go ahead.
Thank you, brother.
I'll lead the seer.
You go ahead with Titch.
- This way?
- No, here.
You sure?
I recognize this tree.
I think I recognize the place now.
We're in sight of the trees, brother.
Ye who seeks the knowledge
must lead me.
No one else may approach.
Here is the knowledge you seek.
The beast has many weapons.
This was one of them.
The changeling.
How did you know?
I found the seer's body
in the quicksand.
He gave his life for us.
He was my only family.
We're your family now.
Now we have no way
to find the Black Fortress.
There is one who might help.
- Who?
- The Widow of the Web.
That creature helps no one.
And none who go there return.
- She has great powers.
- Yeah, to kill.
She may not kill me,
for I know her name.
Her name is Death.
She had another name once,
an ancient and powerful name.
We all risk our lives on this journey.
My risk is no greater than yours.
I must try.
Where are my papers?
Blast! I really must
get organized one of these days.
Puppy, come here.
- Where's Ergo?
- He's--
He'll be back soon.
From here, I go on alone.
- I'm going with you.
- No.
If two approach,
she would certainly kill both.
Alone, I may have a chance.
- Each to his fate, Colwyn.
- Yes.
Yes, each to his fate.
If I'm not back by morning...
you'll know mine.
We stay here.
I still say
it was a foolish wish.
We have no food...
and the men
are too tired to hunt.
- Hey, Kegan.
- Hello.
Doesn't one of your wives
live in a village near here?
Lona. No, she moved
down to the river.
- How many wives does he have?
- Seven or eight at the last count.
- Well, he's a traveling man, you see.
- He covers a lot of ground.
Merith.
Yeah, she lives in the village
at the edge of the giant trees.
- Can she cook?
- It's not her strongest point.
Just have her bring provisions, eh?
Magnificence there reckons he can cook.
- We'll soon see.
- Oh, yeah?
There you are.
You all look so hungry.
Get out of my way.
Let me get at it.
- Well?
- Well, what?
Who's the girl?
Her village was burned.
She had nowhere to go, so I took her in.
Look at her one more time,
and I'll throw her out.
Merith, oh, my sweet.
She doesn't hold a candle to you.
- She's not even pretty.
- Yeah?
Now, look, petal,
faithful is my middle name.
You must eat something.
I'm not hungry.
Please. For me.
Thank you.
What troubles you?
You have chosen a paltry kingdom
on an insignificant planet.
- And love.
- Love is fleeting.
Power is eternal.
Such is my power.
It can be yours.
I don't want your power.
Do not let my form frighten you.
Lyssa.
I can assume any form I wish.
Any form you wish.
There's no love in that form.
And you think there's love
in your boy king?
I've not held a man in my arms
since my lover left.
This is a lie!
I know how painful it is
to be far from the one you love.
- He will betray you.
- Comfort me for one night.
- He will not.
- I can't betray my bride.
Then he will die.
Let me comfort you.
I can't accept comfort
when she has none.
- You will not, then?
- I cannot.
My master said, '' Make him betray her.
If not, kill him.''
Yes, he is my master.
These talons were
a heartbeat away from your throat.
I could've killed you in an instant.
But in the hour I knew you,
I loved you.
'Tis you who are betrayed.
Power is fleeting.
- Love is life for you, death for me.
- Love is eternal.
Remember me.
- This way!
- What is it?
Consider this power.
If you consent to be my queen...
I will halt the attacks
of the Slayers.
It is in your power
to stop the killing and burning.
Each hour you delay,
more innocent people will be killed.
Think on it.
Hurry, Colwyn.
I seek the Widow!
Enter here and die.
Lyssa!
Who speaks that name?
It is I, Ynyr!
I give you this time.
I was young
when I last heard that name.
I was young
when I last spoke it to you.
And my face...
was as beautiful as my name.
And I loved you, Lyssa,
with all my heart.
But you would not stay with me.
There were responsibilities, duty.
Ambition.
You had a son.
We had a son.
But you said nothing.
Where is he?
I killed him when he was born.
And this is my punishment.
- My son?
- Yes.
Since I could not kill you,
my rage needed a victim.
I know you can never forgive me.
I cannot forgive myself.
I have already forgiven you.
You can never forgive a woman
who has killed your son.
If I had not...
could I see you now
as I saw you then?
And allow me to see
through your eyes.
How could I have left you?
Your vision is your gift to me.
And your vision could be
your gift to me.
- What can I see for you?
- Where does the Black Fortress rise?
Tomorrow...
in the Iron Desert.
But the knowledge is useless to you,
for you cannot leave here.
No man has ever escaped the Web.
There's a young girl
being held in the Fortress.
A young girl with your name.
A young man seeks her.
A young man.
The age I was when you and I met.
When you and I loved.
What you ask is beyond my power.
It can be turned only once.
That is the law of the Web.
Then the second Lyssa
will share your fate.
She will die,
grow old and lonely.
She will die
in a place of darkness.
This whole world
will be a place of darkness.
These are the sands of my life.
Accept them, and the spider
will have no power to harm you.
But your own life
runs out with the sand.
What about your life?
I give it to the girl
who bears my name.
I cannot stop the sand.
You cannot stop time.
Go now.
Save the other Lyssa.
At sunrise!
At sunrise...
the Black Fortress will appear...
in the Iron Desert.
It will remain there
until sunrise of the following day.
You must--
You--
You must reach it.
We will reach it,
and you'll be with us.
No, my--
My race is run.
Use your power wisely.
Do not squander it.
I learned the power from you.
I won't forget.
We'll bury him here.
The Iron Desert's
a thousand leagues from here.
Fire mares. Fire mares can travel
a thousand leagues in a day.
There's time,
if we move quickly.
That's it.
Drive them back.
The gray's the leader!
Hold it.
Come on! Come on!
Hold it up!
That's it. Come on!
Gentle as a baby.
Torquil, saddle the others, quickly.
Right.
Come on, stand still.
Come on! Still! Hold it!
Stand still, you beast!
Take good care of him.
- Why doesn't he come?
- It's his time to die.
If he's going to die anyway,
why doesn't he come with us?
No, he must die here
and accept his fate.
If he opposes it,
he'll bring great pain on himself.
Whoa. Steady.
- I must remain here.
- Is it time?
You've done enough, Rell.
Stay here.
Each to his fate.
Each to his fate.
Rell, I'll ride with you.
I have to stay here, my friend.
We had no time.
Let's go. Saddle up!
Come on! Go on!
Hold on!
There it is!
Yeah. And only madmen
would want to get this close to it.
We're gonna get a lot closer.
And quickly.
It's almost dawn.
We must get inside
before the twin suns rise.
Get back!
I was wrong.
The journey was worthwhile.
Finish it for me.
- We'll have to rush them.
- No, wait!
We'll be picked off
as soon as we move.
Colwyn, look.
Follow him!
Come on!
Hey, mind the boy!
- Get your axe in the opening!
- It's no use.
My time's up.
Keep moving.
Which way?
Look out!
- My traveling days are over, my friend.
- No, we'll get you out of here.
No, here's where I stay.
Lead on.
I can't hold him!
Throw us a rope!
Slayers!
I'm going down.
Go!
Get back! Come on!
- No, wait!
- There's nothing we can do! Get up!
From here, I must go on alone.
Go where? There's no way in.
There is one way.
We must find the others, Ergo.
They've stopped.
Let it go!
Look out!
Not here, Colwyn.
He's too powerful.
You must fight him
away from the center.
The glaive is gone.
I have no way to fight him.
Colwyn, it's not the glaive.
It's you.
Lyssa, it's us.
It's us he can't defeat.
It will not return to me except at the
hand of the woman I choose as my wife.
I give it only to the man
whom I choose as my husband.
Take the fire from my hand.
We have to find the others.
Come on.
I won't leave you, Ergo.
Look! Over here!
- That's Ergo!
- He may still be alive!
- Let's get out of here.
- He risked his life to save us.
We can't leave him here if there's
even a chance he's still alive.
We'll get you out of here.
Come on.
Stand back.
Oswyn, help him down.
He'll be all right.
- You are his queen?
- Yes.
- Then we won?
- Yes.
Oh, boy,
I should've stuck to puppies.
I think it's time
you unlocked those manacles, huh?
Well...
I thought I'd keep them
as a memento of our journey.
Well, the key is yours.
Only the king and his lord marshal
carry this key.
That's right.
A girl of ancient name
shall become queen.
She shall choose a king...
and together
they shall rule our world...
and their son
shall rule the galaxy.