Seventh Son Page #5
- I was the only one to survive.
- Leave us.
- Secure the doors!
- Clear out.
I fight him alone.
- Why?
- Ancient code of honor.
More importantly,
I prefer not to split the reward.
You've chosen
the wrong profession, boy.
The cage! Grab on to the cage!
Jump!
Silverbane!
We are not finished. Oil!
We must kill him for good.
Move the cauldrons!
Do it.
Unless you prefer to eat his heart.
I can't do this.
I'm not like you.
Not yet.
But you will be!
Get back.
All of you, move back.
Clear them off.
I am training you to kill witches!
If you cannot do that,
you are useless to me!
Yes, that's right. Go sulk, boy.
Yah!
Halt!
- My queen.
- Sarikin.
Virahadra, king of swords.
Strix, my brave warlock.
Good. Now all are here but Urag.
Where is he?
Where's your master?
What's wrong?
I can't do what he does.
Good.
Is it?
To be no good at something bad is good.
It's not that simple.
I looked it up in an old spell book
about the blue spark.
Sometimes it's about destiny.
Sometimes it's just...
dust on a witch's fingers.
So it... didn't mean anything?
Your master was in love
with a witch once.
When he was very young.
- We all have secrets.
- What's yours?
Close your eyes.
Close your eyes.
I want to stay here forever.
A failed Spook and a half-witch...
what would we do?
Well, my mother taught me how to steal.
I'm rather good at it
when I want to be.
I bet you are.
Don't laugh.
What would you have us do?
Let me take you away from here.
Somewhere safe, somewhere...
somewhere none of this even matters.
That sounds nice.
But there's no place like that.
I have to go back to him.
You can't hide from destiny.
I too, was once young.
Did not listen. Was arrogant like you.
I once loved a witch.
Yes. Malkin.
She was not always evil.
She grew into what she was
perceived to be... deadly.
When she...
discovered I had married,
she could not endure my happiness.
She murdered my wife in cold blood.
I captured her.
I was clever. Lied to her...
I had my chance to kill her,
but I showed her mercy instead.
Tricked her.
Locked her away in a cage
buried in the ground.
I thought that prison
would hold her for eternity.
But I was wrong.
Now everyone she kills
in her wake is my burden.
I want you to meet my wife, Mr. Ward.
This is Rebecca.
This...
is why I've been so hard on you, Tom.
Do not make the same mistake.
If you see a witch,
kill it.
They're moving closer.
You may do as you wish
with the boy, my darling.
But I want Gregory...
alive.
Beyond the forest... Pendle Mountain.
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