He can’t take her from me! I don’t care if he’s Koschei the Deathless! He can cut me to pieces, I don’t care. I will go back for her. I can’t live without Marya Morevna!
As it happened, he did chop me to pieces. He put the pieces of me in a barrel, smeared it with pitch, bound it in iron hoops and flung it into the deep blue sea.
But I’m here to tell the tale.
Who is deathless now?