The Shannara Chronicles

Previously on The Shannara Chronicles...

As king, I welcome you to the Order of the Chosen.

Thousands of years ago

our Elven ancestors fought a war against

an army of Demons.

The Ellcrys is dying.

And you are the only one who can save it.

Each leaf represents a single Demon.

Once they begin to fall, the creatures of darkness

will be released from the Forbidding, one by one.

This is Allanon.

The last Druid of Paranor.

You are a Shannara, Will. Never forget that.

When you learn how to unlock the power of the Elfstones,

the Demons won't stand a chance.

The world outside is dangerous, Wil.

It's full of Gnomes, Trolls and Rovers.

I know how it feels to be trapped by your own life.

I didn't exactly choose to be a Rover.

You need to start trusting the Ellcrys,

otherwise the three of you will not make it to Safehold.

Don't touch me!

Something happen when people touch you?

He's a seer.

Your power may be growing,

but be careful how you use it.

Only a king knows the weight of a crown.

And if we die tonight,

let us fall so the Ellcrys may rise again!

All hail king Ander!

I love you, Wil Ohmsford.

I love you, too. I always have.

We all have a sacrifice to make.

This is mine.

Amberle, wait!

You made me believe she could be saved.

Instead, I lost another person that I loved.

I told you that magic comes with a price.

You didn't say it was Amberle's life.

Don't you get it? We all have a part to play.

Go!

I promised Eretria I'd go back and find her.

I'm not gonna lose her too.

It's you.

Welcome back, Eretria.

I've been waiting a very long time for you.

Forgive the disguise.

Helps us blend in with the real trolls.

I thought you were dead, Cogline.

I spent 20 years wondering what became of you.

Now I see you here, alive.

I promised your mother that I would always protect you.

But I knew that your destiny would bring you back to me.

Join us. Make a home here.

My friends are gonna come looking for me.

Well, stay until they do.

Choice is yours.

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Were you following me?

I thought you might get lonely down here all by yourself.

Check this out.

The old man doesn't want us

risking our life for this stuff.

He'd freak out if anything happened to you.

I can take care of myself, Lyria.

That's not the point.

Wherever you go, I go. Remember?

- Looks like we're late. - Let's go.

What took you so long?

What'd ya find?

This one's for Cogline.

Oh, sweet!

Here.

Trolls!

Get everyone out of here. Go!

What took you so long?

Eretria...

A new darkness is coming.

You must find Wil.

The fate of the world depends on it.

Welcome back.

- How did I... - Survive?

I have no idea.

But when I found you

all you kept saying was "Amberle."

Whoa, whoa, whoa. No. You shouldn't be out of bed.

I need to see Cogline.

Up to your old Druid tricks?

This isn't magic, it's science.

I know. It's electricity.

Oh. You're full of surprises.

I'm glad you're feeling better. Hm.

Lyria told me what happened today,

it's a miracle you didn't drown.

I would have, if it wasn't for Amberle.

I know. I know it sounds crazy, but she was down there.

I saw her.

When a person is drowning,

their brain loses oxygen

causing their mind to play all sorts of tricks.

No. But this was real.

She reached out to me, and she said Wil needs me.

Maybe deep down that's what you want to believe.

Your way of dealing with the fact that he never came looking for you.

Eretria, you must let go of your old life.

Wherever Wil and Amberle are, I'm sure they're safe.

Yeah, I guess you're right.

No doubt they're in Arborlon, living happily ever after.

Looks like you're next.

You're not a gnome.

Clearly nothing wrong with your eyes.

I just thought all Stor Healers were gnomes.

They made an exception.

What makes you so special?

Nothing.

Says here you burned yourself.

Yeah.

I wish it came with a better story,

but the truth is I tripped and fell into my own campfire.

The good news is, you'll live.

Apply this twice a day.

It should minimize the scarring.

Hey.

You look really familiar. What was your name?

Around here, I'm just another Healer.

It's been a year since the demon attack.

We need to get these people back to their homes and farms.

The Elven treasury is empty.

We don't have the resources or manpower

to rebuild their villages.

Any word on help from the other races?

They're still waiting for approval from their counsels.

Most of them would rather see

the elves choked off than help.

King Ander! Thanks for coming.

There's something you need to see.

The Crimson did this?

I warned you that their influence is growing.

We need to find Riga

and put him on trial for these crimes.

General may be the head of the snake,

but he's only voicing what many people are feeling.

General Riga and his men are on the rampage.

Killing anyone who refuses to report a magic user.

Giving the people an enemy

and turning them away from you.

He's rewarding hate.

When the Warlock Lord's blade called, you answered.

So that together,

we can take the first step in resurrecting our master.

Today you will be reborn... As Mord Wraiths.

Step forward.

You will lead your brothers

and you will bear the mark of the snake.

Yes.

Behold.

The heart of our dark master.

Allanon.

I sensed you tracking me for months now.

But it's too late.

Resurrecting the Warlock Lord is madness.

But, sacrificing me to the Dagda Mor?

Oh, that was perfectly acceptable.

I regret what happened to you and my part in it.

But I was trying to save the Ellcrys.

Is that what you told Amberle when she sacrificed her life?

Or Wil?

You turned Catania against me.

You brought that upon yourself.

You allowed yourself to be manipulated by the Dagda Mor.

And now that sword is controlling you.

It's guiding me, Allanon, to my true potential.

I'm gonna learn from the Druid

who understood the true power of magic.

Power is a curse for those who seek it.

You're gonna die forgotten and alone, Allanon.

And the world won't even care.

That is my burden to bear, not yours.

Your master needs you. Now!

Drink!

You know who I am?

General Riga.

That's right

and I'm on the hunt for magic users.

You won't find any in there. I'm just a simple farmer.

I'm looking for someone.

His name is Wil Ohmsford.

He's a Shannara.

One of those responsible

for unleashing the Dagda Mor and his demon army.

No. I never heard of Wil Ohmsford.

But...

There's a Flick Ohmsford down in Shady Vale.

Good.

A gift from the Crimson.

Send them safely on their way.

Dispatch a unit to Shady Vale. Find this Flick Ohmsford.

And what if the locals don't co-operate?

Well, then you burn the village to the ground until you they do.

Now, as you all know,