The Riddle of Steel

Conan:

The Riddle…of Steel.

Thulsa Doom:

Yes! You know what it is, don’t you, boy. Shall I tell you? It’s the least I can do.

Steel isn’t strong, boy. Flesh is stronger! Look around you—

[looks around before pointing up at a group of acolytes standing on a ledge high above]

There, on the rocks: that beautiful girl.

[gestures for girl to come to him]

Come to me, my child…

[girl willingly jumps to her death]

That is strength, boy! That is power! What is steel compared to the hand that wields it? Look at the strength in your body, the desire in your heart. I gave you this!

Such a waste. Contemplate this upon the Tree of Woe.

[looks to Rexor and Thorgrim]

Crucify him.

— “Conan the Barbarian” (1982)