:00:03
My thanks to you, young one.
:00:06
It grieves us that a demon
has come from our tribe.
:00:14
Lord Okkoto...do you know
how I may lift the curse?
:00:19
Leave this forest. When next we meet,
I will have to kill you.
:00:25
You cannot win against
the guns of the humans.
:00:29
Look on my tribe, Moro.
We grow small, and we grow stupid.
:00:35
To go on in this manner...
:00:37
...is to end as game
the humans hunt for meat.
:00:40
To risk all on a final battle
is to play into human hands.
:00:46
I ask not for the help of wolves.
:00:49
Should we die even to the very last,
we will leave the humans in awe.
:01:20
The Deer God!
:01:37
Keep the oxen together!
:01:43
Hold your fire...let them come!
:01:45
Fire!
:01:52
Reload! Quick!