Jayce, what are you doing?
Stop! This isn't you.
Stop, Jayce, before you do something…
…you'll regret!
Whoa!
Snap out of it, Jayce!
My family totem. Daniel?
Oh!
Leave us alone!
What… what are you?
We got to go. Come on.
What was that back there?
Save your breath.
When he gets into his "throwing books" mood,
he won't stop till he finds what he's looking for.
Found it.
Told you. Small window right now.
Jayce, hold up.
Can't really talk now, man. We're losing time and we have to move.
Be straight with me, Jay.
You turned the Pie Maker like the Alchemists on the ship.
Then you attack me.
This isn't just about a new Golden Age of Magic.
What's going on?
Back there, that wasn't me.
Since you found me, there's been this… this itch.
A gnawing. Something's trying to bust loose.
The Warhammer snapped me out of it, but this thing is growing more powerful.
I don't have much time left, Danny. I need to get the power in the Coffer.
And what then? It's over? You're cured?
It's my only hope.
I don't think we can do this without you. If you're with me, take a seat.
I'm about to find the location of the Scepter of the Primus.
Oh, is that all?
No, there's obviously more.
Wait. What?
No, no, you cannot be serious. No, Jayce.
We need the Scepter, and only one person knows where it is.
-This sigil should take us to him. -What's wrong, Daniel?
Everyone is looking for that Scepter to become Primus.
Now I know you're a magician, but bad trick, dude.
I couldn't care less about being Primus. The Scepter's a means to an end.
Oh, let me guess, the only way to open the Coffer is with the Scepter.
We're Trackers. When is anything ever straightforward?
I don't know, Jay.
There's only one person I trust with the Scepter.
-If it gets in the wrong hands-- -Then you hold on to it.
I just need it for the Coffer. That's it. After that, you can keep it.
Give it away, throw it in the ocean. I don't care.
Please, Daniel, he needs our help to get back to normal.
The Scepter stays with me.
Of course.
Are we…
Nah, just astral-projecting. And we can't waste any time.
This only lasts until the Witching Silver burns out.
And what do we do with that?
We open it.
So, hurry up. Step into the light.
Kinda wish he said that differently.
Welcome to the Realm of the Primuses.
Primi? Uh…
Not sure what the plural of Primus is.
Figured this place would be more, I don't know, grandiose?
Whoa!
What?
These are a battalion of the most elite Dowsers in the Bureau's history,
and they're on high alert for some reason.
So when you said one person knows the location, you meant a Primus?
Well, not just any. The First Primus.
We find them, they tell us where the Scepter is, then we're gone.
In and out.
-Go away!
-Are you dead? -Are you dead?
-No! -No!
Glad your head's not the only thing that's soft.
That could have really hurt.
I don't know why you're trying to slow us but get out of our way.
You're tripping. You ran into me.
I literally don't have time for this.
Earthbound magic. It doesn't work here.
Well, that's embarrassing.
No! Lucy's cool, Jay!
That's gonna leave a mark.
Spellbound? You're with this creep?
Oh, boy.
-Lucy!
This will take getting used to.
Knock it off, Jayce. She's with Hoagie.
I know! That's what I was saying.
Hi, Lucy.
Wild guess: you're helping him get the Scepter after turning me down.
So… I can explain.
No need. I know the score with you.
We need the Scepter for one thing. After that, it's yours, I promise.
Of course. Trackers first, friends second.
Maybe third.
You wanna save us time and tell us where the Scepter is?
No! But I do want a rematch back home,
so I can use my magic to smack that smirk off your face.
Careful, Dowser. Your Earthbound side's showing.
That's creepy.
We got to dip, Luce. Like, now!
Sure. We'll be doing this again soon enough.
If time is on your side.
Smell you later, traitor!
Wait, where are you guys going?
Get down!
Let's go, Lucy.
I think that just shaved ten years off my life.
Why'd the Spirit Dowsers attack them?
Think of the Realm of the Dead as an exclusive club.
When the living enter their doors, they try to recruit them as a member.
For life.
Afterlife.
Oh. Yeah, that's better.
Don't worry. Nothing can touch us. We're astral projections.
For now.
So, wait, if we don't leave before the Witching Silver burns out completely,
we're trapped here forever?
No!
Not forever.
Just until a Dowser catches us for trespassing and ends us for real.
Of course. Why forget that little nugget?
Well, we had plenty of time until we met your friends back there.
"Had"? Past tense?
Okay, one of these is the First Primus.
I'm… not totally sure which one.
This one's too decked out to be the first.
I don't know. This guy looks Primus-y.
I'm quite the popular fellow today.
Hello, Traveler.
Who are you?
Ah. Apologies, allow me introductions.
I am the First Primus, Primus Evan Gray of the Spellbounds.
Let's not ever do that again.
Deal.
-Haruspex!
You see, Lu-Lu, this is why I'll make a much better Primus.
You just keep falling into my traps.
You lack foresight, yeah?
And that's dangerous for any leader.
Why don't I foresight my hoof to your face?
Come on, Elyse.
Tell me where the Scepter's hidden and I'll let you live, Santana.
What? I still can't believe a Spellbound was the very first Primus.
This is insane.
Becoming the first anything requires a bit of eccentricity.
I wish that I could see your astral form, Daniel.
You say you're a Spellbound.
But tell me, why do you seek the mantle of Primus?
Me? No.
I'm not about that Bureau life.
Besides, I couldn't actually be a Primus. I'm not magic.
Not magic?
The Spellbounds were guardians who tended to mystical creatures
and ingredients in order to sustain the life force of magic itself.
We brought balance to an imbalanced world.
And what balances magic more than "not magic"?
-Just make this easy on all of us…
…and give me the location of the Scepter.
Last chance to talk.
Where's the Scepter, Santana?
Three, two, one--
Stop! Stop! I'll do it. I'll tell you.
Hoagie, don't.
-Well?
I don't get it. Why create the role of Primus and disband the Spellbounds?
With Spellbounds, it was never about one of us.
It's about all of us.
We were faced with a living evil called…
I sense you have friends.
Oh, rad. You found the First Primus.
Hey, Jayce, this is Evan Gray.
He was just giving me a history lesson.
How enlightening.
Not to be rude, Danny, but we're kind of on the clock here.
Oh, okay.
Uh, so, Evan, we gotta go and, well…
You wish to know the location of the Scepter,
as did the ones who came before, Lucy and Hoby.
Hoagie?
In order to possess the Scepter,
you will need to pass four trials to prove your worth.
Trials. Yep, got it. Skip to the end.
I wish we had more time to talk, but you must go.
The Scepter resides on…
Selcouth. It's on the island of Selcouth.
See? That wasn't so hard.
Selcouth? Never been there.
We have to go.
You must hurry.
My Dowsers only have one mission: protecting this realm.
Now, go. The spectral door back resides in the catacombs.
Thank you, Evan Gray of the Spellbounds.
Daniel! Come on!
Good luck, Daniel of the Spellbounds.
No!
-Why is he attacking us? -Must be some kind of test.
Stop them. Do not let them back in the Earth Realm.
We have to move. Now!
Go back! Go back!
Well, that was short-lived.
-We're not caught yet. -Sorry, I was talking about my life.
Evan said the spectral door is in the catacombs.
Uh, so the iron gates with the big skull on it.
Right, right.
Now just the small task of getting there.
If I don't make it, blame your brother.
-What? Daniel!
Whoa!
It works!
It didn't work!
Why are you like this?
Whoa!
Oh!
Nailed it.
-You alive? -How'd you get here?
-We took the stairs.
Uh, little help!
Shak!
Daniel, the time!
Heads up!
Come on.
Don't worry, Jayce. I'm okay.
You're not okay. None of us are. We're out of time.
Our spirits are severed from our Earthbound shells.
No, there's gotta be a way.
-Think that'll hold them?
The femur is the strongest bone in the…
…body.
Run!
We don't have time to explore.
They're in. Pick one and hope for the best.
Look! Hoagie! This way!
Over here.
We made it!
Here, let me.
I can't. The door prevents spirit from touching it.
Yeah! All right! We made it!
We're home, Shak. We made it.
Selcouth. Ah! There we are.
We have to move. Lucy and Hoagie are on their way.
Uh, she's fine. Right, Shak?
Excellent. We can't quit when a mission doesn't go to plan.
Plan? Who knows what that even is?
You keep us in the dark. It's always a surprise with you.
Isn't that half the fun? The grind. The chase.
This is who we are. It's in our blood. We're Trackers first.
You know what? Not anymore.
This isn't who I want to be, Jayce. I'm done.
You're serious?
Why did Evan attack us, Jayce?
Why are you just giving me little pieces of info at a time?
-I don't like what you're implying. -I'm not implying anything.
I'm saying I'm out before I get any deeper.
I need to see my friends. Come with me.
I…
I mean…
She's my sister, Daniel. She stays with me.
We're not finished. We're so close.
I need you to get into the Temple of the Spellbounds, Daniel.
You're legendary, Jayce. You'll find some other way. Good luck.
Nah, you're coming with me.
Have you lost it?
No!