The Legend of Vox Machina - Second Season

Grog! Grog! Grog! Grog!

Grog! Grog!

Grog! Grog!

Grog! Grog!

Grog! Grog! Grog!

Grog.

No.

Yes.

You've made the herd proud, Grog.

Please... no.

Why?!

Grog!

More.

More.

Ah, what a lovely morning to find a Sphinx.

Fuck.

Didn't get enough sleep?

Huh? Of course I did.

Lots of sleep

with really nice dreams where no one died.

I hunger.

Quiet, you.

I got nothing for you to eat right now.

You will feed me.

Ugh. Okay, okay.

Who you, uh, talking to, big guy?

Uh, no... the-the-the trees.

Yeah, Keyleth taught me.

Um... good luck with the termites, tree.

- Hey, Scanlan. - Hmm?

Uh, you notice Grog acting strange?

I mean, he's real dumb. It's kind of hard to tell.

Well, it's just...

He's so focused on that sword.

Come on, Pike. You can't fault a guy for...

Why can't you ever just be sincere?

Your armor, you, um...

getting more used to it?

Hard to get used to a relic of the Goddess of Death.

Still, you have her vestige now.

Maybe you could ask her for help.

Ask the Matron of Ravens?

Somehow, I doubt she'd listen.

You could try.

Hmm.

Oh, man.

There it is.

Rimecleft.

The place I saw in that vision.

The entire range is eternally cold.

Well, except for Pyrah.

There's a myth about it, actually.

- A thousand... - Uh, m-maybe we just

save the myth? My balls are ice cubes.

Hard to believe we're gonna find a Sphinx

in this forsaken place.

I'm as cold as a corpse,

and I'd rather not repeat that experience.

Oh, no, Percy, I didn't mean...

No, please take it. I'm fine.

Here, let me help.

- Oh, hey. Neat trick. - Yeah, not bad.

That kind of brings me back to Sylas.

Remember when you, uh, melted his face off?

I like cold. Makes my niffles tingly.

So, uh... how you feeling, buddy?

'Cause, you know, lately you've been real fixated...

Oh, yeah, just a sec, Pike.

Come here.

- Whoa. Grog, what are you...? - Don't you worry, Scanlan.

- Uncle Groggy's gonna keep you warm. - Hey, hey, no, I...

Huh, this is actually kind of cozy.

But, Grog, that sword seems to...

- Oh, you want a bouncy? Come on. - Whoa...

A bounce, a bounce, a bounce we go.

Uh, guys?

What's this now?

Ancient runes?

What do they mean?

I believe I can read some of it.

Of course you can.

"Seekers," I think,

or "fools"?

"This land..." Ah. "Flee this land,

for dangers come from...

from paradise"?

Cryptic warning. How Sphinx-y.

"Paradise."

That could mean "heavens," right?

Like up in the sky.

Volantire.

I'm never gonna get bored of this.

More pillars.

Maybe if I...

There you are.

This is where I saw the entrance.

Uh, that don't look like no door.

I think that's the point.

You all coming or what?

Uh, anybody home?

Anybody home?

What is this place?

A temple, an old one.

- Aren't they all? - Not this old.

Built before the Divergence,

before the calamity between men and gods.

How do you know all this?

I just... know.

Very smart, and yet not smart enough

to heed my warnings.

Oh, not this again.

We were sent by Osysa.

My mate sent you?

It's been centuries.

Yikes.

Oh, but, hey, she wasn't, like,

with anybody else, if you're worried.

I am Kamaljiori.

Keeper of a knowledge you seek.

But before I reveal it,

you must prove your worth in a challenge.

Challenge. Yes, we sort of assumed.

What did you have in mind?

Mm.

How confident.

Then I shall let you choose.

Conquer the 70 Death Gorgons,

survive the Endless Labyrinth

of Misery,

or wound me.

Sorry, back up.

Did you say wound you?

In my eons of life, I have never felt pain.

Your challenge is to inflict an injury.

Any wound will do.

Uh, give us just a sec.

Guys, Death Gorgons

sound cool as fuck. Let's do that one.

Wh-What? No. Wound the Sphinx.

That dude is as old as time, and he's never felt pain?

Never stubbed his toe, poked his eye,

never had an ingrown hair on his peen?

You want to fight that?

We don't have to defeat him, just hurt him.

Ugh, any one of us should be able to land a single hit,

for fuck's sake.

Okay, Your Sphinx-ness? Hmm.

We choose to wound you.

A shame.

The Gorgons have been itching for a battle.

Very well, then.

Where are we?

We're in another dimension.

Each of you will have the chance to wound me

in a one-on-one battle.

Who dares go first?

Oh, uh, how about Vex?

Really, dude?

I'll go.

I'm not letting anything happen to you again.

You won't be able to overpower him.

Brawn's not really my thing.

Let my hunger...

All right, I'll go first.

No. Not now, Cravie.

We are in the middle of something.

Feed me,

or I will feed myself.

Ugh.

All right, okay. I'll get you blood.

Right. Let's do this, Sphinx.

The Deathwalker's Ward.

You've been touched by the Matron of Ravens.

What do you know about that?

A heavy burden, being the Matron's champion.

Fortunately for you...

you won't live long enough

to feel its weight.

Vax!

Oh, shit.

What did you do to him?

Your brother lives,

but he will fall in the void forever