Previously on The Shannara Chronicles...
- Eretria... - Welcome back, Short Tips.
If Allanon's your father, who's your mother?
She was King Eventine's sister.
You know, in a previous life,
I had a cause and a purpose I was willing to die for.
Sounds like the Weapons Master has a secret past.
I need to see Riga.
Not possible.
My mother hates the elves.
This alliance is some kind of maneuver.
Allanon was taken by the Crimson.
Someone set him up.
Bring me the Druid or your uncle dies.
You let him go!
Who are you?
An old friend sent me.
Guards!
Arrest this intruder.
Arrest him!
"Intruder," Your Highness?
Unfortunately, they can't see me.
What do you want?
No, it's not me.
It's the Warlock Lord.
He'll be back soon and he's come to collect on his deal.
- He was destroyed. - No,
merely delayed.
And he has a very long memory,
so allow me refresh yours.
Do you remember the Mord Wraiths
that encircled this city during the War of the Races?
Choked you off from the outside world...
Until you made a certain deal, that is.
I was young, and my people were starving.
Mmm, and that pact saved your kingdom.
It allowed your people to flourish.
But you banked on the fact that he would never come to collect.
Is this your idea of a threat?
Think of it as a reminder
of what could happen to your people
should you not honor your arrangement.
'Cause you see, when it comes to the Warlock Lord,
debts are always paid.
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That blade you're holding is made with Mennonite steel.
The only people who forge weapons with it
are the swordsmiths of Leah.
And every Crimson soldier was armed with one.
Riga's men certainly have a foothold in the kingdom.
Which means the Queen may also be complicit.
Eretria,
you must go back and warn King Ander
that he is nesting with a pit of vipers.
I should stay here with Wil.
The Ellcrys said that he's in...
The Ellcrys understands that each of us has a part to play.
I won't let anything happen to Wil. I promise.
And you'll go with her.
I'll get her to the city, magic man,
but then I'm out.
Wil's stable,
but the Elder Stor said that he lost a lot of blood.
He was asking for you.
Well, I'm gonna go...
Polish my sword.
What do you want?
You're a Druid, right?
Read my mind.
You think you're my daughter, but that is not possible.
'Cause you don't want it to be?
Don't worry.
I've spent my whole life without a father,
I'm not looking for one now.
I was just hoping that maybe you could help me.
She said that you would reject me.
That looking for you was a mistake.
It is a mistake.
You need to rest.
I can't.
We have to be in Paranor by tomorrow or Bandon will kill my uncle.
- Then I'm coming with you. - No.
It's too dangerous.
Why are you pushing me away?
I already lost you once.
The last thing I want is to lose you again.
If we're both lucky enough to survive this,
we'll meet up again.
Sure.
I found these in Graymark.
Figured you might need them.
I'm coming back.
Then I'll see you when I see you.
See you when I see you.
My scouts lost them in the woods.
But they did find this.
Incompetence won't be tolerated.
Get word to Edain.
We need to secure that weapons shipment.
It'll be difficult with the King there.
You find a way!
We need to get going.
- You're not fit to travel. - I'm fit enough.
We can't afford to waste any more time.
I don't trust Bandon to keep Flick alive.
You two talk?
She had a lot to say.
You don't believe her.
I've read her mind.
She believes herself to be my child.
It's not possible.
She used your staff, didn't she?
The Druid's sleep,
I was told that it prevented me from having children.
Maybe they were wrong.
Isn't it worth trying to find out?
Let's go! We need to hit the road.
The sooner we get to Paranor, the sooner we save Flick
and end this once and for all.
I'd think twice about reaching for that sword.
I'd kill you before you reached it.
Where did you disappear to last night?
I thought you were asleep.
It's hard to sleep tied to a tree.
I was making preparations for the Warlock Lord's return.
You think the Warlock Lord is your salvation?
Think again.
You'll end up like
all those other creatures he's enthralled.
A mindless slave.
When I found you,
your town was burned to the ground
and you were cowering in the ashes.
If that's your idea of freedom,
you can keep it.
I'm not naive, boy.
The Crimson are fanatics,
but their cruelty is no match to the Warlock Lord.
I've seen what he can do to good people.
Allanon practically delivered me to the Dagda Mor.
He drove your brother to madness
and he broke Wil's heart.
All so that he could save the world for the good people
who don't give a damn about people like me.
You're wrong.
I'm not.
And I can prove it.
- I'm sorry. - It's okay.
I still have both my eyes.
Those tattoos on your hand...
You were in the Border Legion?
That was a long time ago.
When all hope was lost,
and bodies stacked knee-deep...
They called us.
My men were the best.
You said "were." What happened?
Routine scouting mission.
Gnomes making noise around the Borderlands.
Turns out...
It wasn't gnomes at all.
It was demons.
Pack up.
We got a long ride ahead of us.
Has there been any word from Catania?
Not a whisper.
It's not like her to just disappear.
What exactly did she say when you last spoke to her?
I told you, she was trying to make a graceful exit.
Your engagement wasn't sitting well with her.
She was the one who insisted I cement the alliance.
Lose the scowl.
King Ander, you remember Princess Lyria.
Of course.
She makes quite an impression.
I'll leave you to get acquainted.
Enough chaperones for you?
Yeah, they're nervous that I'll run away.
I heard that's a hobby of yours.
I've heard a lot about you, too.
Why don't we take a walk and compare intel?
What are we doing here?
Putting your theory about good people to the test.
Excuse me.
Uh, my uncle and I are traveling to Arborlon
and we're in need of food and lodging for the night.
I'm sorry to impose.
No trouble.
Always happy to help a fellow elf.
Thank you.
The terrain is treacherous. We walk from here.
Sorry about him. He's not a real people person.
I don't care about having a father.
I just need a teacher.
I don't remember passing through here
the last time we went to Paranor.
We're taking a detour.
You're doing that thing again,
where you don't tell me what's really going on.
Well, this is Wolfkstaag.
Old magic from the Great Wars is rooted here.
We don't have time for this.
We need to get to Paranor.
Bandon is under the thrall of the Warlock Blade.
He is bringing us to Paranor
as part of his ploy to raise the Warlock Lord.
We agreed we were going to rescue Flick,
regardless of the risks.
I will not allow you to sabotage that.
I am not.
But if Bandon succeeds,
we will need the only weapon that can defeat him.
The Sword of Shannara.
The Sword is buried in Tyrsis.
That was just a cover story.
Then where is it?
It's buried with your father.
That's the most fun I've had in a long time. Thank you.
Thank you for understanding my situation.
The fact is, I still need your mother's aid.
So, I'm at an impasse if you decline my proposal.
The only thing she can't control are my feelings.
I love Eretria,
and I'm not gonna let
my mother's political maneuvers destroy that.
I'm glad to hear it.
Eretria, what are you doing here?
It's a Crimson sword. Got it back at Graymark.
The whole battalion was armed with them.
No mistaking it's Leah steel.
And it's not just the swords, Ander.
I saw them take Allanon.
They're working with someone inside the kingdom.
I sent Catania to warn you.
She never reached me.
Edain told me she returned to Arborlon.
He's lying.
She wouldn't have gone without telling you.
I knew something was wrong.
I pressed him about it.
Edain and I grew up together, he's family.
Come on. Slanter should be able to track him down.
This is a beautiful home.
I'm surprised it wasn't ripped apart by the demons.
So were we.
We've been here less than a year.
And how'd you get so lucky?
Well, truth be told, nobody wanted it.
Said it was cursed.
Folks who lived here before had a boy,
kept him locked in the barn.
Well, that's how you treat an animal, not a child.
Apparently, they didn't have a choice. He was dangerous.
"Dangerous"?
- How so? - Magic.
Show him, boy.
They used this to muzzle him.
Our neighbors told us they heard him screaming
about demons coming.
Then, that night, they showed up and murdered his parents.
Maybe he was trying to warn them.
Maybe he was one of them.
Some people just come into the world damaged.
Like a lame foal.
There's no fixing it, you just put it down.
I mean, that "it" was an innocent child.
There's nothing innocent about magic.
As far as I'm concerned,
magic is the cause of all the ills in the world.
So you believe all magic users
should be treated with cruelty?
I think they should be treated with death.
Make the world a safer, better place.
I mean, you're right.
You're absolutely right.
When people are bad,
there's just no reasoning with them.
I don't get it.
Of all places in the Four Lands,
why would my father choose to be buried here?
He didn't want anyone coming to look for him.
After all that Shea had seen,
he could not fit into the normal world.
He tried to adapt,
to make a life for you and your mother,
but he found it too hard to blot out the past.
Still, this is not anyone's idea of a resting place.
Your father never intended for you to wield the Sword.
It is a powerful weapon of magic.
And magic always has a price, right?
If wielding that sword is what I need to do
to save Flick, then I will.
The Sword, I can sense its presence.
This way.
Stay close.
Let's keep moving.
Greetings, my brothers.
I have the weapons that General Riga requested.
I need to return
before King Ander questions my absence.
Pretty sure I have all the answers I need.
Stay where you are!
Where's Catania?
Dead.
You murdered her!
We're getting stronger every day.
You'll never defeat us.
We'll see about that.
This place is like a labyrinth.
You guys go that way, I'll look down here.
We should stick together.
No, there's too much ground to cover.
We'll never find the Sword if we don't separate.
Are you sure that's a good idea?
I have the Elfstones.
I'll be fine.
You stay with Allanon and his winning personality.
He's stubborn, just like his father.
Come on.
We, uh, don't have room in the house,
but you're welcome to sleep in the barn.
Actually, I'd prefer to sleep in my old room.
It's the one with the blue bed
and the window that overlooks the hills.
You see, this used to be my home.
I sat at this table, played in that yard.
I was locked away in that barn.
Are these the good people you're so intent on saving?
Bandon, please.
I tried to save my family from the demons...
No.
But they wouldn't listen.
No! No! No! Help!
Please, please, don't!
No, no! Please!
No!
No! Help!
- Dad! - No!
Bandon, don't do this.
Please! Please, have mercy on him!
- I'm afraid I can't. - No!
I was born damaged.
No!
If you wanna know something, you can just ask.
It's called having a conversation.
Okay.
When did your magic manifest?
I was 10.
I was sitting on a beach,
wishing a great fleet of ships would come whisk me away
from my boring life.
And then, there they were.
Clear as day.
Broad sails flapping in the wind and everything.
I went to tell my mom what I'd done
and I will never forget it.
The look of pure dread on her face.
She told me to stop.
And when she found out, it only made her angrier.
She kept telling me that
it was a curse passed down to me from my father.
And did your magic change as you got older?
It got stronger.
But also more unpredictable.
Dangerous.
In what way?
Illusions come easy,
they don't require much control.
But when I get upset, or if I'm angry...
The last time that I used real magic,
I hurt someone...
Someone I loved.
And that is why I came looking for you.
So you can help me control it.
I'm not trying to make you something you're not.
I just want you to teach me.
That is not a good idea.
Are you even listening to me?
Without your help, I might hurt someone again.
I need you.
I'm not moving a step further until you agree.
What the hell is that?
A Dweller.
Move!
Wil!
Allanon?
Mareth?
Wil!
It has him.
Then we have to find its nest.
It's this way.
What will it do to him?
The Dweller feeds off pain.
Right now, Wil is reliving his deepest trauma.
If we don't find it, it will kill him.
Wha...
Allanon!
Mareth!
That'll teach you to mess with Wil Ohmsford,
master swordsman of the Vale!
Watch this, Dad.
Give it to me. Now!
Never touch that! Ever!
You can't touch the Sword!
Dad... Stop, please! No!
Don't look me in the eye and tell me you had no idea what was going on.
It's not the first time your sword was seen in the hands of the Crimson.
Ironic, you questioning my loyalties
when you had a Crimson in your inner circle.
One of your closest friends, no less.
These are treacherous times.
No one is immune.
You can be sure my soldiers will be punished accordingly.
My daughter means everything to me.
I will not allow her safety to be compromised,
no matter how much I may value this alliance.
I'm sure Lyria will be glad to hear it,
since she has no intention of marrying me.
She loves another.
Edain will be dealt with, you have my word.
But I need yours.
Can I count on your support
in squashing the Crimson once and for all?
The Kingdom of Leah will not abide terrorism
within its walls.
That's propaganda, not a promise.
You have my word.
I guess time will tell what that's worth.
Over here.
Get back!
Everybody okay?
You've been found guilty
of conspiring with the Crimson.
Those who perpetuate violence,
hatred or terror
must be punished.
Is this really what you wanted?
To become a martyr for a hateful cause?
You're my oldest friend.
After all we've been through, why did you betray me?
I tried to reach you...
But you wouldn't listen.
Wouldn't hear of the pleas of your own people.
The Crimson became their voice.
Catania was one of those people
you defend so valiantly.
Did you think twice before murdering her?
I did what had to be done.
For a cause greater than myself.
Something you could never do.
You've underestimated me for the last time.
Eretria?
You're still here.
I wouldn't leave without a proper goodbye.
You've got this, Princess.
I wish I had your confidence.
You really have no idea how much power you have.
What are you talking about?
Your mother.
She needs you way more than you need her.
Remember that.
You know, King Ander sees right through
your little charade.
He knows you're supporting the Crimson.
So now he's confiding in you?
That's a change for the better.
Oh, on the contrary,
I'm done being your pawn.
If I marry him, it's gonna be on my terms.
When I'm on the throne at Arborlon,
you won't be able to count on my support.
What exactly do you think you're doing?
What you do best, Mother.
Negotiating.
So if you want me as an ally,
you're gonna start treating me as an equal.
And you're gonna leave Eretria alone.
This is the place.
He looks exactly like I remember.
Your father was afraid to have children.
He didn't want to pass on the burden of being a Shannara.
He knew that no matter what he'd done,
you would be called, and that broke him.
Whatever you think you knew about your father,
always remember that he carried you in his heart,
like any father would.
I was angry at you for a long time,
that you'd abandon us.
For all you did...
I didn't understand why.
But I understand now.
You were trying to protect me and Mom.
That's what family does.
I'm sorry that you had to die alone.
I'm sorry we didn't have more time.
I've seen this before.
You hid it in the barn.
I thought it was just a regular sword.
It was the last day I saw you.
I thought it would look different.
More...
I don't know,
impressive.
Do not be deceived by its simplicity.
The Sword of Shannara is the most powerful weapon
ever forged.
Yet it is only as strong as the man who wields it.
It will show you your truth.
But you must be prepared to see it.
You don't think I'm ready.
Nobody is ever ready.
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