See

I can't let him go in alone.

It's too late. By now, he's already there.

Then we follow. Kofun, Wren and I can catch up to him.

Even if he does kill Sibeth, how does he think he's gonna get out?

He doesn't think he'll get out.

-We have to go. -Yes.

No.

We have the entire population of Pennsa inside this tunnel,

and we are nowhere near its end yet.

If she starts hurling her God Thunder again,

this place may very well become a mass grave.

There was a time to fight, and that time has passed.

But my father is fighting.

Well, let's hope he's doing it very quietly then.

You want one?

No, thank you.

More for me.

So, do we have an actual plan?

Find the queen and kill her.

That's more of a goal than a plan.

You're gonna frighten people with that.

People are already frightened of me.

Yes, I suppose they are.

-But not you. -Well, don't take it personally.

I just don't fear people the way others do.

Why is that?

You're not a particularly large man.

No. In fact, I was the runt of the litter.

But I was smarter than everyone else.

Smart enough to know there were other paths to power.

Edo Voss was a giant of a man,

but because of that, he thought too small.

He wanted to use the sighted to guide his armies.

He didn't even think about the fact

that they could read the books of our ancestors.

Unlock knowledge that could change the face of warfare.

I spent my entire life searching for a power

that didn't come from how hard you could swing your sword.

And now here I am, sitting across from you.

Able to destroy entire cities without an army.

That's something Edo never even dreamed of.

Which reminds me.

It seems to me we should have heard from Maghra by now.

At what point do we assume that she's made other plans?

Maghra decides nothing quickly.

No doubt her family is trying to convince her to fight.

But her twisted sense of virtue will not be able to resist

the idea of sacrificing her own life for her people.

If you say so.

Tormada.

Yes.

Have your bombs ready, just in case.

They always are, my queen.

It should be me facing her, not him.

Your sacrifice would earn us nothing

and leave your people without a queen.

So, I must surrender my husband?

If that's what comes with it. Yes.

No.

Maghra. Stay the course. Stay the course.

This moment right here

may very well be the moment for which you were born.

This is her tent. I can smell her.

Then where is she?

- My queen. - You called for me.

Ayura, tell her what you hear.

Nothing.

Nothing?

No voices. No tools.

No sizzle of pans or fires in the pits.

No babies crying.

Just the muffled sounds of many feet.

Muffled?

Muffled by earth.

They're underground.

Hiding.

No. They're walking.

A tunnel.

They found a way out.

Ah. You have them ready?

I do, my queen.

Bomb them.

-Kill them! -Fire!

Fire!

Oh, no.

Fuck.

Come.

-She knows. - Yes.

Keep moving!

- -

I said keep moving!

Anything?

No.

Don't stop.

Fire!

-Ten-degree turns! Same distance! -

Call it out!

-Ready! -Ready!

Fire!

Stop!

-Kofun? -Wait here.

Kofun.

We have stopped them.

Excellent.

Hit them again.

Kofun?

Yeah?

Run! Run!

Kofun!

Kofun!

You, uh, think anybody heard that, Baba?

- Who's there? - Captain?

They're between us!

-New plan? -New plan.

- -Fight!

Kofun!

- -

Kofun!

- - Kofun.

- -

-You all right? -

I'm okay. Nothing's broke.

-Are you sure? -Is Wolffe okay?

Yes.

We can't go any further.

We can't stay here. We'll be buried alive.

Her bombs are still falling up there.

If it's come down to choosing our manner of death,

I'd rather die fighting for our land than hiding beneath it.

I agree.

I agree.

Me too.

- General. - What is it?

-Fighting. Within the camp. -Witchfinders?

Not Witchfinders and not Trivantians.

Two men. One of them is very large.

Baba Voss.

They've infiltrated the camp.

Sound the alarm! Intruders in the camp!

Intruders in the camp! Intruders in the camp!

Intruders! Intruders in the camp!

Well, fuck it. It was bound to happen at some point.

- -

They have been through here. Let's go.

Baba, you dead?

No.

-Me neither. -Head for the bombs.

- -

Argh!

Thanks, Maddox.

You getting up?

Give me a minute. He's a big fucker.