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The Mother won't be able

to bring you back anymore.

And that world above

is even worse than you left it.

That's why I need
to go back, Mom.

Silver's about to order
me to invade the Cession.

So the trick
is to go along with it?

Until we can get Wade back and
put an end to this whole thing.

- What just happened?
- His armor.

Congratulations.

You just caught yourself
an even bigger prize.

Don't you know where
they're taking you?

We've been calling it
the Slaughterhouse.

She was destroying
the world with the Witchbomb.

I don't know when or why,
but I know it's coming.

That is from the
extinct steward's line.

But unfortunately, the song

had never been
passed down to her.

The only
thing more powerful

than the Witchbomb is
through the First Song.

You're going to learn
to see in the past.

Stop!

They say you sing a pretty song...

Do you want to hear it?

Did the Song lead you to her?

I know where she is.

We leave at daybreak.

Hold on, leave where?

Harz mountain range.
Northern Germany.

N... Tally, no.

- We need you here.
- No.

What we need to do is find the
last two pieces of the Song.

It's the only thing that
can prevent what I saw.

Tally, I'm not gonna end the
world with the Witchbomb.

You may not have a
choice. In the vision,

it didn't look like you
had a lot of control.

How do you know the
First Song can stop it?

It's not about knowing.

It's about trusting the Mother.

I'm sorry, but
that's not enough.

Then trust me.

I know in the past, I've
given you cause to doubt me.

Please. This is more
important than you can know.

Promise me you won't
use the Witchbomb.

- Tal...
- Promise!

OK, fine, I promise,

but whatever you
saw won't happen.

I can't even detonate
a Witchbomb that big.

And after what my mom told me,

I have no desire to
test my mortality again.

I don't like this, Tally.
We should go with you.

No, you need to be
here. Find Scylla,

and help the Cession in
whatever way you can.

Don't bother arguing.
I've already Seen

that I walk out that door solo.

Did you just look ahead to
the end of the argument?

- I...
- Has she done this to you before?

Jerk move, right? Wait
until you actually need her

to See something
useful, then she's all,

"Oh, it's hazy, I don't know!"

That is so not
true, and you know it!

I can't believe you're
leaving. I just got back.

Mm. Be safe, Tal.

What are you doing
wandering around here, Army?

Looking for you, Batan.

We couldn't have
done the underground

Mycelial travel for this part?

I would have loved
to, but the Mycelium

is nowhere near. Can't
travel through glaciers.

Right.

The mouth of the
cave is up ahead.

Wait.

If something goes
wrong in there,

I need you to promise me

to get the Song
and save yourself.

You're a steward. Leave
me behind if you have to.

If I return with you,
your Unit will blame me.

Can you imagine the
wrath they will unleash?

Doesn't matter. If what
you told me is true,

and the fate of this world
hangs in the balance,

all that matters is
the Song. Promise me.

I will.

And I promise what we're doing
is for the good of all people.

You've made a lot
of promises over the years.

You've disappointed me a lot.

But I know as deeply
as I know anything,

you're telling the truth.

Onward.

Please. I need to go
home to my family.

We just captured
this Army deserter.

Let me help her.

This is days old. Why didn't
the Army's Fixers look at this?

There are no Fixers.

- What?

The Civilian Oversight
detained them in Fort Salem.

They sent you into
battle without medics?

Ask, and it
shall be given to you.

Seek, and ye shall find.

Knock, and it shall
be opened unto you.

Ask, and it shall
be given to you.

Seek, and ye shall find.

Knock, and it shall
be opened unto you.

I know you.

Yeah, I'm pretty famous.

No. I've seen you.

In her memories.

Whose memories?

The soldier we detained in
Sioux Territory last week.

Scylla?

Do you know where she is?

Start talking.

President Silver.
What a nice surprise.

Surprise, huh.

That's exactly the word
that I was looking for.

Wow, that is atrocious.

I think I read that witches have

extremely unrefined
palates, sir.

Well, that would make sense.

You know, I have a friend who
runs a distillery in Kentucky.

I'll have him send you over a
few bottles of the good stuff.

That's very kind of you.
Now, what can I do for you?

Because we're in the
middle of a war right now,

so I'm a little busy.

Are you, though? Hm.

See, I mentioned the
word "surprise" earlier,

because I am surprised.

- How so?
- We have the most formidable Army in the world,

and yet, our troops
are behind held back

by some half-assed, taped
together Cession militia.

Led by Thelma Bearkiller,
who I assure you,

does not do anything half-assed.

We should be crushing them!

Don't you agree, Col. Jarrett?

Yes, sir, 100%.

Now quit slow-playing
this occupation.

Break the stalemate using
any force necessary.

And maybe, when I
bring in your daughter

and her little
friends, I just might

be inclined to be lenient.

Because we will bring
them in, eventually.

Witches
were already being hunted.

The Camarilla didn't
even exist yet.

Hatred has always existed.

We need to hurry.

The Song isn't in a vessel.

It's inside her.

What do we do?

Time to wake the witch.

No one knew her
name or who she was,

just that she was
important. The Commanders,

they wanted any intel she had
on the Bearkiller militia.

They forced us to link with
her, to find out what we could.

What did she tell you?

Nothing.

She blocked her mind...

with memories of you.

She's at a base in New Tanasi

where they
commandeered a school.

They call it the Slaughterhouse.

They're determined to break her.

Clean her up.

Find out everything she
knows about this base.

We have to save Scylla.

New Tanasi is over the
line in Army territory.

I can't risk the troops.

Then I'll go alone.

It's a suicide mission.

Begging your pardon,
Councilwoman,

but those are the
missions we do best.

Abs, I can't ask you to do that.

You're not asking for anything.

Scylla needs us.
She's one of us now.

We'll infiltrate the base
and gather intel, as well.

Look at the bright
side. If we get caught,

Silver has no real reason
to continue the occupation.

I suppose I couldn't
stop you if I wanted to.

Get back to our lines safely.

Did you call Scylla one of us?

You know I've got a
soft spot for shitbirds.

So, what brings the head
of Army Intelligence

into the Cession?

If I don't use my vacation days

by end of year, I lose 'em.

You know, that's the
problem with you Army brats.

You never like to have any fun.

It's all work-work-work.

Is that what you're
doing here? Having fun?

'Cause it doesn't
look that way, you...

You look sad.
Pathetic, actually.

The bravado!

Did you think that
coming into my house

and insulting my
Army was a good move?

You call this an Army?

No.

Thisis what I call an Army.

Impressive.

I'm gonna ask you one more time,

what are you doing here?

And if you don't have an answer,

I can show you what
my Army is capable of.

Abigail tells me you have
experience with the Marshal.

You
could call it that.

Can you track him down?

It's hard enough to evade him.

I assume you're looking
for President Wade.

Hm? What a scoundrel
that Marshal is,

taking off in the
middle of the night

with such precious U.S. cargo.

Do you really think she can stop

what's brewing out there?

She's our only hope.

She's not a witch!

She's one of them!

Wade is on our side.

She doesn't look like
she's on anybody's side.

She's M.I.A. Gone.

She could be dead,
for all you know!

She's not.

Then why hasn't she returned?

So say you find her, and
she's alive. Then what?

Hm? It all goes
back to status quo?

Peace prevails, as long
as everyone stays in line

and does as they're told.

You have another plan?

If I did, it would not involve

pinning my hopes
on a politician.

The world is burning.

Why not try to help
put out the fire

for once in your damn life?

I can offer you a tune-up.

And that's the best I can do.

Their scanners will
see right through

- any Invisibility Work.
- I could try a storm.

No offense, but I think
Scylla would rather be rescued

without a roof
collapsing on her.

OK, what about the Witchbomb?

Promised Tally I
wouldn't use it.

Then we fight.

It could be three against 100.

What choice do we have?
They have scanners,

dampeners, reflective
armor - everything designed

specifically to stop our Work.

What if we can distract
them without Work?

Come swing with me!

- How about I push?
- Whoo!

Hey, don't you kids know
that there's a curfew?

I feel sick.

Too much tequila.

What are you doing out here?

I'm so sorry, man. We were
coming home from a party...

- Party?
- Yeah.

There's a war
going on, you know.

Totally. And we're
on your side.

Show
me your papers!

OK, man. Relax.

We need to facilitate
a transfer.

A what?

All stewards are able to
transfer Work between witches.

It's how they can
pass their Song down.

OK... How?

I'm not sure. I
haven't done it myself.

Maybe this will help.

But I thought you said
that wasn't the First Song?

- But it is the Song

of her family. Maybe
if she recognizes it...

Did you see that?!

Tally?

It's been
dark for so long,

and now, finally,

I can see again.

You're not Tally.

Indeed.

Who are you?

My name is Sarah
Alder. I am one

of the Stewards
of the First Song.

Of course you are.

The time has come for
it to be sung again.

All of us must do our part.

Our part?

Where were you centuries ago

when these bastards
hunted me down

for that Song?

I'm sorry you had
to endure that.

It has only caused
pain and persecution.

We can change that.

You are like them -
here to take from me.

Or perhaps instead,
I'll take from you.

- Oh, no.

No, no, no. Tally! Tally!

- Tally!

I, for one, am very grateful
you didn't spill your guts

to those witches.

Because spilling
guts is my thing.

I always wished I grew
up back in the day,

when the world was
more... sensible.

They'd bury your
kind up to the waist,

then let the schoolboys
practice their form.

Hours of fun. Anything
you'd like to say?

Let's play ball.

Unlock her.

- Or else?
- Unlock her now.

The "now" almost convinced me.

But I don't think so.

We've blocked your little
wind and whispers in here.

You think you can
block the Witchbomb?

You know who I am, right?

'Cause your little
friend Hearst knows.

And I think all your buddies
who attacked the Tarim.

The mushrooms don't
just start on the skin.

They form deeper.

In the muscle. In the bone.

You're alive as each
individual nerve is consumed.

You're essentially being
eaten from the inside out.

Hurts so badly, I've seen a
man claw his own belly open

to try and rip
out the infection.

Didn't work, but I think it
did kill him faster, right?

Your nails
don't look sharp enough

to claw into your
stomach. Maybe I'm wrong.

Should we find out?

I just work here.

No harm, no foul, all right?

Good?

Hold that feeling.

Glad to have you back, Ramshorn.

There they are!

OK, let's go!

Come on, Tally! Come on!

- Are you all right?

Are you all right?

Yeah. I think so.

The Song, did you get it?

No. We need to get outta here.

We're not leaving without it.

Apprehend the fugitives!

Hold! Defensive positions!

Witches of Fort Salem!
I bear you no hate.

But I will not allow
an occupying force

to cross this line.

We're outnumbered. Fall back!

Attack! That's an order.
There will be no retreat.

Retreat is treason against
the United States of America!

We're outnumbered!

This is your final warning.

Hold! We're in
the line of fire!

They're killing my soldiers.

What have I done?

Nothing.

Just as we expected you'd do.

You follow the rules,
Bellweather, always have.

Partly what got you
the General's chair.

You know nothing about me.

Mm. I do know that after Alder,
the country was desperate

for someone safe
and predictable.

Someone... nonthreatening.

My hands have been
tied since the moment

Silver took his Oath of Office.

There are two ways people who
have their hands tied react.

Some are willing to bite
off their own thumbs

just to be free. And
then, there are others

who sit quietly, hands
behind their backs,

just waiting. Waiting
for someone to come along

and undo the knot.

Safe to say you wind up solidly

in the latter category, yes?

Huh.

You've got me thinking
about my own Oath of Office.

Powerful words.

To protect this great
nation from all enemies,

foreign and domestic.

- Safe to say

you wind up solidly in
the latter category.

Yes?

We are the daughters
of ancient lines.

We are called to greatness.

- It's just hail.

Walk it off.

My mother always said dying
in battle was an honor.

But it doesn't
feel like an honor.

You're not dying.

It was all for nothing.

- No.
- It was.

Look around. Where
are the heroes?

We need a Fixer!

Hang in there.
That's an order!

I'm sorry, Abs.

She's already gone.

When she latched onto me,
I could see her memories.

There was so much pain,

so much tragedy.

And then in this cave, just...

endless loneliness.

That's why she descended
into complete madness.

You said stewards
can transfer Work,

so what if I could give
her something else to See,

other than all that trauma?

A trade. My Sight
for her Song.

Tally. That's a
great sacrifice.

For Raelle's
life? For all our lives?

What good is Sight when there's

nothing to look forward to?

Besides, it might be
good for me to see

what's right in front
of me for a change.

The Song has only
caused you pain.

Then why keep it?

With my Sight, you
won't have to exist

in the darkness anymore.
You'll still be here,

but you'll be able to
See the world again.

See beyond. See a
future that's better.

Please.

It worked.

- We need to get you out.
- What about you?

- Don't worry about me.
- No! You promised.

I promised to protect the
stewards at all costs.

You're a steward now.

- But...

Is the BAT ready for take-off?

Where do you think you're going?

The Cession. To deal
with things directly.

Absolutely not. Your
orders are to remain here.

My orders were to
quit slowplaying.

So, which is it? I'm
not doing enough,

or I'm doing too much?

Make up your mind,
Mr. President.

I don't like your tone.

Well, I don't like
unannounced visits.

For the second
time, I might add.

Where's Colonel Jarrett?

- Beg your pardon?
- You heard me.

I haven't seen or heard
from him in some time.

That's highly unusual.
So, where is he?

Ah, Mr. President.
I didn't realize

you were going to grace us
with your presence today.

There you are.

I was just asking General
Bellweather about you.

I was packing my things, sir.

She's planning something.
So keep her in line,

and make sure the
Occupation continues.

I will, sir.

Perfect timing.

Yeah, good thing he
didn't stay too long.

Don't think I could
have maintained

that prick's face much longer.

Hopefully, you won't have to.

Marshal tracked me down when
I didn't want to be found.

Let's see how he likes it.

If Wade and the Marshal
are in the Cession,

we'll find them.

And when we do find them,

we can start talking
about my pardon.

Abs, she's awake.

How did I get here?

We're not really sure. We
found you in the garden,

days ago, covered in
frostbite and barely alive.

Couldn't string a
sentence together.

And couldn't tell us why
Alder wasn't with you.

The cave collapsed.

I got the Song,

but Alder didn't...

She didn't make it.

One steward down.

I think we should
turn ourselves in.

- What?
- Why?

Hear me out.

This bloodshed has
gone on too long.

How many more Lupe
Cortez's have to die?

They're all here because of us.

And yes, I'm aware
that we will be

put on trial for
murder and treason

and... and likely be executed.

But the Cession has gone out
of her way to protect us.

Isn't it time that we
returned the favor?

If there's even a chance
that our surrender

can provide some peace,
don't we have to try?

We started this together.

We should end it together.

I told you, I'm not
leaving you again.

You sure you want to
go through with this?

I am.

Then I wish you good fortune.

Wado, Bearkiller.

Dodadagohvi, Bellweather.

You think they'll
bother with a trial

or just execute us on the spot?

If we force their hand,
they won't be able to.

That's why the media's here.

Your Sight's really gone, huh?

No way to see what's coming?

I'm not even sure I'd
want to see this one.

No rescue missions.
No jail breaks.

Nothing that makes things worse.

I promise.

Find Khalida.

I will.

And you come back to
us as soon as you can.

- I love you.
- I love you, too.

Hey, look at me.

It's gonna be OK.

You know, when my mom told me
I'd be mortal if I came back,

I thought I'd be scared
or unsure. But I'm not.

And I've never been more sure
of anything in my entire life.

Because I have you by my side.

I just wish there was more time.

There never is.

There's always something
trying to keep us apart.

Then we won't let it.

We won't let anything
pull us apart again.

All right?

If we get out of this...

When we get out of this...

will you marry me?

- Yes.
- Yes? Yes.

OK, then.

Heads high.

Hey, they're coming out!

We have apprehended
the fugitives.

All U.S. Army personnel
will stand down.

This Occupation is over.