shall be crushed in our fist.
He's not wearing the veil.
I won't spare you, old lamb.
Go by foot.
Return home before it gets dark.
Hunting, my foot!
It's going to take a big war to win over a woman like her.
A small incident is all it takes to turn things around.
We'll hunt the female race soon. For now, let's settle to horse riding.
O' Stallion with the White Mane! Let's pounce!