The Nameless One: (to Shaka in reference to his new spear) If you possess this blade, it will possess you.
Shaka: So be it.
The Nameless One: (while moving a flaming rock long the length of the spearhead) The spirit of the blade speaks.
Shaka: No, the spirit of Shaka speaks.
The Nameless One: So be it son of Zulu. Take this spear and with it let the sun cast your powers to the ends of this earth.