Conan and Subotai discuss their religious beliefs.
Conan: What gods do you pray to?
Subotai: I pray to the Four Winds. And you?
Conan: To Crom. But I seldom pray to him; he never listens.
Subotai: *chuckles* What good is he, then? It's like I've always said...
Conan: Crom is strong! If I die I will have to go before him, and he will ask me "What is the Riddle of Steel?" And if I do not answer he will laugh at me and cast me out of Valhalla. That's Crom, strong on his mountain!
Subotai: Ah, my god is greater.
Conan: Crom laughs at your Four Winds. Laughs from his mountain.
Subotai: My god is stronger. He is the everlasting sky! Your god lives beneath him.
*Conan gives Subotai a skeptical look. Subotai laughs*