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Our true enemy
is still out there...

and the only thing standing
in its path is Elora.

You are the bravest
man I've ever known.

But you're not a great sorcerer.

Willow said
I was Elora Danan.

The truth is, I'm not special.

I'm rather fond of this girl.

You need to bring her home.

If she's out
there, we'll find her.

Did you tell
him? Who she really is?

The child has revealed herself.

No rest till we find the girl.

What's gotten
into you, Commander?

Told me the legend of
the Kymerian Cuirass.

Your father spent five years
searching the world for it.

I know 'cause I was with him.

I've done it, again and
again, and guess what?

Nothing's happening.

If you ever wanna see Airk
again, you have to focus!

She was Elora Danan once.

She isn't anymore.

Tuatha authrock mora hoatha!

It was
ten thousand years,

and about three weeks ago,

Thuul, heir to the Kymerian
Empire, had been sick as a child.

When his father died, his
younger brother, Tiberius,

felt he'd make
the stronger king.

For forty days, Tiberius
lay siege to the capitol,

starving his own people to force
his brother to abdicate his throne.

So, their mother, Annabel,

a fay of the Grove,

forged for her son, Thuul,
a cuirass of pure Khromium.

Then she assembled
the Lux Arcana,

a magical key that activated
the enchanted armor,

so it would only serve he who
was worthy of its awesome power.

So, with no army at his back,

no knights by his side,

Thuul, the Rightful
King of Kymeria,

rode out of the city gates
to meet his tyrant brother

and two thousand Death
Dealers. And he...

This is really fascinating.

Uh, I can tell they don't call
you "Bore Man" for nothing,

but could you just tell
me about my father?

Well, I'm trying
to. But you keep...

Okay, well, can
you make it short?

You know, your generation has, like,
zero attention span for-for epic tales.

I love tales, okay?

Well, excuse me for trying to add
a little bit drama and context

to the night that
we left Tir Asleen

to find the Cuirass and
use it to defend the realm.

From the Crone?

Crone,

Gales, the Wyrm,

everybody's got a scary name.

They all mean the same thing.

It's the darkness
that swallows...

Oi.

Where's Elora?

Seriously?

Throw a leash on
that chit already.

Spread out. She
couldn't have gone far.

Elora!

Miss Muffin!

Aw, nuts. Really?

Hey, kid.

What are you doing?

Orders from the Queen.

I'm taking her back.

Wait. Hold on.

You know who she is?

Then you know why
I can't...

What... What was that?

What's wrong with you?

Nothing.

You're not yourself.
You need help.

- Willow can...
- Don't...

make me kill you.

Stop!

Commander Ballantine says he's
here on orders from Sorsha,

to take Elora back
to Tir Asleen.

Hmm, is that so?

It's not up to the Queen
to decide anymore anyway.

It's up to Elora, and it
doesn't look like you asked her.

Ballantine.

Princess.

Hold on.

Someone just concisely recap
everything I missed.

No? Okay, I'll have a go.

Ballantine's lost his mind

and he's trying to kidnap
Elora on that horse.

Stay out of this, Boorman.

I can't.

Back in your scabbards, boys.

I have to take her.

Oh, I want you to.

I really do. But maybe we
should discuss this first.

He doesn't serve
Tir Asleen anymore.

Do you, Commander?

I don't give a mule's soft
wispy bits who he serves.

She's with us,

and he's outnumbered
five to one.

I don't know how much I
can contribute here, Silas.

Four-and-a-half to one.

Who said I'm alone?

- Free her!
- Me?

- Are you sure I'm qualified?
- Just do it!

Okay.

What are you doing?

A diversion. Help
them. Shiv someone.

What are you doing?

I'm rescuing you.

- Was no one else available?
- Uh...

Elora!

They got her.

- Can you track them?
- On it.

If we catch them by
sundown, we can get her back.

Ride on ahead.

- What happened to them?
- Infected.

- Poison?
- Possession.

One of the Gales must've touched
one of them with his staff.

Ballantine. Pinned him down.

Turned him.

Is the real Ballantine
still in there?

Merrick?

Can they still be saved?

They're still in there, but...

bad magic is corrosive, it eats away
at you until there's nothing left.

I'm sorry, Graydon.

When did you become High Aldwin?

Oh, no, that's right.
You're not. I am.

All right, let's move out.

Damn it, Bessie,
you're faster than this.

I blew it.

When there's an
opportunity to be heroic,

or even competent,
I... I... I freeze up.

My father calls me an embarrassment
to the name of Hastur.

And he's, he's right.

Nah. Well, tell him it wasn't

a particularly illustrious
name to start with.

Why have they stopped?

"The stars
align, the door is open.

"The sphere turns,
a God is awoken.

"Extinguish the flame,
snuff out the light,

"and exile the child to
the Thirteenth Night."

Ah, so you speak
cursed Pnakotic?

They're gonna kill
her, aren't they?

No. If they killed her,

her spirit would
endure, be reborn.

But if they banish her,

they can imprison her
soul for all eternity.

It's what Bavmorda was trying
to do when I stopped her.

The Crone knows we're following.

And,
what exactly is in there?

A noxious twilight veil.

A swirling vortex of rage and
madness there's no escape from.

Come on, there's not
a moment to lose.

I think it's broken.

I can mend it.

Then, you guys just
lift up the wagon

and I'll slip it back on.

- Seriously?
- Yeah.

You can't just, uh,
levitate it or something?

No... No.

Okay. It's really good having
a sorcerer on this quest.

We should ride ahead.

If we let her, the Crone will use
this storm to separate and weaken us.

We have to stay together.

I'm gonna go get water.

Let's lift up a wagon.

Whatever it
is, just say it.

We're not
gonna catch up to them.

And even if we do,
what happens then?

They're turning into...

monsters.

Look, I'm sorry, but if there's a
chance that we have to kill them, we...

We can't hesitate.

I didn't hesitate. I
was trying to save you.

I don't need saving, Jade.

I can take care of myself, okay?

No, you can't. You can't, Kit.

Every time we spar, I beat you.

I...

What?

You're saying...

You let me win?

Why would you do that?

Because, Kit, your mother...

She ordered you to be my friend?

No. She just asked
me to train with you.

But only in the beginning, then
I did it 'cause I... I liked it.

I never thought that you would
be fighting for your life.

Kit, wait.

No, it's okay. I... I'm
just glad you told me.

Nice work. Can we go?

Yeah, right after my heart
explodes, I should be good to go.

- Think I pulled my groin.
- Don't say "groin" in mixed company.

What you all lyin' around
for? We need to be moving.

You're not wrong there.

Oh.

Greetings, weary traveler.

Yes, you. Come.

Feast upon our modest repast.

Though we are but humble
woodswomen, what's ours is yours.

Help me, please.

Oh.

Gather from your dishevelment
and woeful aspect,

you've gotten yourself a
bit turned around out here

in the uncultivated territories.

Listen, we don't have much time.

See, they just don't teach young
people situational awareness anymore.

Do you not agree, Anne?

Oh. This is Anne, by
the way. I'm Hubert.

And what may we ask
is your appellation?

- My what?
- What's your name, love?

Elora.

Ah.

No doubt named in deference
to the True Empress.

That
is a lot of pressure

to heap on a youngin,
if you ask me.

- Though, I have not been so blessed...
- I... Ugh.

-Thus would not speculate
about the pride -Oh, my...

that one must feel when you
see the fruit of your loins...

- Hubert, please.
- Magic itself into the world.

- Please. Just shut up.
- Yeah. Got it.

There are men coming for me.

Oh.

We do not doubt that.

You do have a pleasing
aspect and fine complexion...

No, wicked men, and they're
on their way here right now.

And when they get here,
they're gonna take me and...

I don't know what
they're gonna do to you,

but it won't be pleasant.

So let's get moving,
huh? Please. Come on.

Right. Do you know
what? You see this?

Call him Roargoth, after
my dear departed pa

who watched over
all us youngins.

So if any wicked men think they're
gonna come here and disturb our repast,

they're
won't be so wicked

when me and Anne are
finished with 'em,

if ya get my meanin'.

You don't understand. I know
these men, or I used to.

And they're not themselves.

They're...

They're changed or
something.

Right. You need
to calm yourself.

Start from the beginning.

Come on, give her a mushroom.

No, not that one. That's
my one. Put it back.

Yeah, it's
definitely left.

- No, no doubt about it.
- Left?

Left will take us
through Pitiless Pass.

The wagon won't make it.

It will. That's
fine craftsmanship.

And Pitiless Pass, I mean, while
I'll admit is an unfortunate name,

it's actually a perfectly
lovely, nice pass.

Which goes by, might I add,

a cozy little inn called
The Slaughtered Lamb.

Kind of a home away from home
for me and my old partner.

It's got everything you could
want, you know, in an inn.

No. What
about the other way?

Through Capella Pastures
into Voluptuous Vale.

I mean, that does sound nicer.

Yeah, it also takes longer.

No, it doesn't.

- Does too.
- No, it doesn't.

It does too!

- No, it doesn't. I will cut you.
- Hey!

In case you hadn't noticed,

a portal between
dimensions is opening.

And when they reach
it, Elora will be lost.

What? What's wrong?

- I'm fine.
- You okay?

He's fine.

We split up. Cover more ground.

You guys take the
safe, long route

and I'll head up to
The Slaughtered Lamb.

See if I can't find the
kind of help we really need.

You and Graydon go with them
through the Capella Pastures,

I'll go with Boorman
through the pass.

We'll meet up at that
Vale of Boobs or whatever.

I think I should stay with you.

I think I can take
care of myself.

Hey, Boorman, don't let
anything happen to my queen.

Okay, then. I'd rather die a
thousand deaths than fail you.

Good luck.

So, like, I
don't know if I am, or not.

Willow thinks I am, but the
princess definitely doesn't.

It's like she hates me.

I don't know why, but no
matter what I do or say,

she just always takes
the opposite position.

Do you know how
exhausting that gets?

May we see it?

What?

The mark.

It's really you, innit?

Do you think?

I think
we've tarried too long.

We must depart this
spooky forest at once.

Oh. Thank you.

Uh, find a fortress, stronghold.
Somewhere to keep you safe.

Oh, no. I'm going to
the Immemorial City,

to rescue Airk from the Crone.

Right, while we are unfamiliar
with that place or individual,

we answer the call.

The call?

When the True Empress,
that being you, returns,

she is to gather a
great host at her back

and lead them against
the forces of darkness.

Anne and I would like to enlist.

We will fight at your side

and faithfully serve you
from now until our last.

Well, I'm not entirely
sure that that's necessary.

Oh, whoa.

You are more than raw celestial
power and gorgeous skin.

You are a symbol of hope,

that no matter your creed,
nor size, nor disposition,

we all share the same
world, breathe the same air,

drink the same water.

And we are obligated
to protect it

and, if need be, die for it.

Couldn't have said it better myself.

Trust me, ma'am, you do not
wanna go down that road.

Oh, you are right there, sir.

Violence is never
our preferred path.

Though I suspect your
intentions toward the young lady

are less than honorable,

maybe even downright dastardly.

We all want the same thing.

I doubt that very much.

You are not a well man.

I've never felt
better in my life.

I'm about to be rewarded.

The only thing
you're about to be...

is chopped to bits.

No!

Come on, quick. We
gotta go. Come on.

Come on.

Come on. We
have to keep moving.

Come on. Look, we're almost out.

Please, just let her go.

Please, I'll come with
you, just don't hurt her.

You're responsible.

Your arrogance and
defiance got them killed.

Countless more will die.

But you can still save them.

All you have to do is submit.

Come on.

You are embarrassing me.

Keep going.

Oh, yeah, I'm trying. I just think
maybe his enthusiasm has waned.

The Cuirass.

Ah. Well. After Thuul impaled
his little brother on a spike...

The part about my father.

I was the young,
handsome, heroic one.

He was my, uh,

slightly shorter comedic foil.

And where'd you go?

Why did you come
back and he didn't?

There's no such thing as fate.

Okay, you get lucky
or you get dead.

I got lucky.

So, you actually saw him?

No. But I know what I know.

How?

'Cause if he were alive,

if he'd come back, things
would be different.

You know, the Cuirass
isn't a weapon.

It's a shield.

Against what?

Darkness.

This wagon sucks.

Oh, I hate it.

You'd think that Willow
would contribute a bit more,

being the world's last
great sorcerer and all.

What?

Maybe there's a reason he
moved the Nelwyn underground.

Maybe he can't
protect them anymore.

Is that even possible?

Can a sorcerer lose his mojo?

Come on.

Stop! Stop! The harness,
it's gonna break.

Seriously?

It's old.

So are we. Remember
working on McKraken's farm?

Plowing the fields from
sun up to sun down?

Still had enough energy to
dance with Kiaya till dawn.

Uh-huh, yeah.

I just wish I'd known
then what I know now.

How precious it all is.

Maybe if I had I'd...

Boo-hoo. You're
breaking my heart over here.

You know what you've got to do.

What are you waiting for?

When I was young, resilient,

I could take the punishment.

But now I have to be careful,

- preserve my strength for...
- For what?

For when it gets worse.

How could it possibly
get any worse?

It can and it will.

Trust me.

And I can't let my emotions
impel me to waste my magic.

If I do, I won't have enough
left to fight when we get to...

Hey, I know where they're going.

It's a graveyard.

Hey, what can I say? I'm
as disappointed as you are.

What happened to The
Slaughtered Lamb?

Must have gone out of business?

Has anything
you said been true?

How dare you?

At least one-third of everything
I've said has been true.

I'm such an idiot.

No, you're not. You're
just... You're very young.

I'm going back.

No, no, no. Wait, wait.

Maybe I can catch
up with Jade...

Okay, the guy who owned this place
was a close friend of your father's.

Okay, we trusted him.

And he's the only person we told
the secret of the Cuirass to

because we knew he'd take
that secret to his grave.

It's down there?

There's only one way
to find out, Princess.

Over here.

Yeah. I'm not going down there.

Of course not. I need
you to stay here and pull me up.

Look out for the wererats.

- What?
- See ya.

Uh, what are wererats?

Um, exactly
what they sound like.

A trap?

Why would they leave their
horses out in the open?

I don't know, why?

- They wouldn't be.
- Huh?

It doesn't matter.

Up that path, across the
plateau, and through the gates.

We are awaited, my brothers.

We are going home.

You're
not "going home."

You're gonna die.

Look at yourselves,
you're a mess.

You're not
meant to survive this,

and somewhere deep inside that
rotting shell, you know it.

What?

I changed my mind.

I...

decline.

You are going up that path.

Make me.

How did you?

I'm magic, you stupid cankers!

I'm the greatest
sorceress there ever was!

You are no match for
the will of the Crone.

Oh, yes, I am.

I am Elora Danan,

and I will do a spell that will,

that will summon the
forces of good to my aid!

Kick all your asses!

Okay. Show us.

Tuatha... athrock
mora... hoatha...

Tuatha... athrock
mora... hoatha!

Stay away from
her, silly ninnies.

Solid insult. That ought
to put them in their place.

Please, let me help you.

I've seen the future, Jade.

Looked into the void.

The Eternal One will cleanse this
world of all disease and pain.

We shall be free.

Ugh!

Did you find it yet?

No, not yet.

Then it's
probably not down there.

Boorman!

Hello?

You gotta come back to reality, Boorman.
This is indestructible magic armor.

I can't believe I let you sucker
me into something so ridiculous.

As what, Elora Danan?

No, no, no, I'm with you.

You know, if she could
actually do anything,

then I'd say maybe you were
being too tough on her,

maybe even punishing
her -

for your dad leaving.

But she couldn't even
do the simplest spell.

And you're supposed to, what?

-Just have faith in her, -Uh...

- that she's gonna save Airk?
- Boorman?

You know what? I don't
think it's down here.

Just, uh, pull me
up, yeah?

I would, but I
think there is this...

thing that is looking at
me in a not-friendly way.

Is it a wererat?

I'm gonna say yes.

Okay, in that case,
don't pull me up.

- Boorman.
- Yeah?

I'm gonna need
you to come up now.

Come on then! Come on!

We have to find another way out.

It's a little bit disorientating because
some of these tunnels go on for a ways.

So no Cuirass?

Uh, let's try to break through
one of the burial mounds.

If I get bit, yours is the
first flesh I'm tasting!

Get off!

Come on.

I'm staying. I'm fighting.

No! I'm the reason you got
taken in the first place.

I won't let that happen again.

No! I won't let anyone
else die because of me.

Oi, he was mine!

Come on.

This isn't a fight we can win.

Then do something! Do magic!

We need to get
everyone in the wagon.

I packed a jar of
sermillian wax.

You what! You know
how dangerous that is?

It's fine. Relax. I
know what I'm doing.

There should be
enough to repel them.

If we can just get everyone to stop
fighting and get back in the wagon...

On second thought,
keep fighting!

No!

Silas!

Avagdu!

Silas?

Silas.

I can fix you.

I can heal you.

Don't waste your magic.

There is something you could do.

Give this to Libby.

Tell her that I wasn't scared
because I've had a great life

and that I died doin'
what I was supposed to,

protecting my best friend.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

You did good, kid.

Listen to me.

Every road you've ever walked
has led you here, to this moment.

You have to protect them.

If you don't, Tir
Asleen, Galladoorn,

the world will fall to
the will of the Crone.

But she fears Elora Danan.

Elora must reach

the Immemorial City, Jade.

Do it.

I can't. No...

It has to be you.

I'm so proud of you, Jade.

Training you, raising you,
the best thing I ever did.

Now please, release me.

Are you okay?

Horses are gone. They ran off.

And I think they
had the right idea.

The Pitiless Pass is about
to become the Pitiless Lake.

I don't think we can get
out the way we came in.

There's another way.

Those steps?

No. We can't go that way.

Why not?

Okay, well, now you can do magic,
you wanna fly us out of here?

No? Well, then I'm going
up the big, scary steps.

Are you okay?

Uh. Just need a rest.

Then we resume your training.

You've still a long way to go.

Maybe if I had the wand...

Wait! Graydon's hurt!

Bad magic.

We have to get him to
shelter! Something!

Yeah? And what do
you suggest, huh?

We're right in the middle of... I
don't even know where in the middle of!

I do.

Nockmaar.