Seventh Son Page #4

You will need them more than I.

Have you forgotten?

There are Spooks buried all over this

mountain who thought they could slay me.

When the blood moon is full,

Gregory will be next.

Did you look at me?

Never, never look at me.

Your finest assassins?

You may keep them.

Mother.

She's dangerous.

She's my sister.

She healed me, Alice.

By the time the moon is full,

she will rule this land,

and we will be there by her side.

No more hiding from men.

No more fearing them.

Right.

Just fearing her.

I would never let her hurt you.

And now go,

and keep an eye on that Spook.

What are you doing here?

Swimming in the moonlight.

Turn around.

What was that?

It is said that when a witch

first touches by moonlight

the man with whom she's meant

to walk hand in hand...

there's a blue spark.

So you are a witch.

My father is a gypsy.

My mother is a witch.

So that makes me a witch.

She's all I have.

We're not all evil, you know,

as your master would have you believe.

Some of us are good.

Some are bad.

And the rest are simply unaware.

And what kind are you?

So, where are you headed?

To Pendle Mountain.

Why do you want to be like him?

He treats you worse than a dog,

calls witches abominations.

Have you been spying on us?

Yes.

For who?

Someone who calls people abominations.

What is that?

That...

is Tusk.

He's having a bad dream,

by the sounds of it.

I wonder what monsters

have nightmares about.

Humans, probably.

Have you been writing down what you have

learned in your journal as I've instructed?

I have a good memory for facts.

Do you now?

Do you remember the difference

between a ghost and a ghast?

A ghost is a full spirit. A ghast

is a fragment of a spirit who's moved on.

Correct.

Oh. Pardon.

Aim, Tusk, for God's sake.

- What is that?

- The bell. I'm being summoned.

Tusk. Best make yourself scarce.

Are you Gregory?

That depends on who is inquiring.

You are cordially invited

to the walled city.

The Inquisitor has instructed me

to return you there, now.

This will cost us two days' journey.

If it is anything less than a Boggart,

we are on our way.

- What's a Boggart?

- You do not want to know.

The devil is upon us.

There will be slaughter.

The signs of evil are everywhere.

And now we have this beast,

unlike anything we've seen before.

No priest dares go near it.

I thought perhaps

you might better protect us.

Flattery is fine. Gold is finer.

Feels a bit light.

You'll get the rest

when the job is done.

Of course.

Malkin's most bloodthirsty lieutenant.

He has killed more of my kind

than all of the rest put together.

His name is Urag.

It took three regiments

to secure the creature.

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