The Shannara Chronicles

Previously on The Shannara Chronicles...

Were you following me?

Wherever you go, I go.

Eretria, you must let go of your old life.

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

Eretria, a new darkness is coming.

- Do you know who I am? - General Riga.

That's right and I'm on the hunt for magic users.

His name is Wil Ohmsford.

Hey. You look really familiar. What was your name?

Around here, I'm just another Healer.

Why do you dedicate yourself to medicine?

I'm not interested in saving the world anymore.

Just the people that I care about.

Wil did come looking for me, didn't he?

- I was trying to protect you. - I don't need protection.

I want the truth, for once.

We've got to keep moving. So long we are alone.

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

Resurrecting the Warlock Lord is madness.

Find the Shannara.

Shannara.

I'm right here.

We have to hurry before that thing comes back.

Not until you tell me what you want.

Allanon. - Why?

Because he's my father.

Wil...

We've been running all night.

Let's stop and rest. We haven't seen that thing in hours.

We need to get to Shady Vale and find my uncle.

Then we can rest.

We're almost there. Okay?

They've found us.

Looks like it brought a friend with it this time.

Faster!

Come on!

Come on! Hurry!

It should be deep enough this time of year.

Should be?

You okay?

What is this place?

I found it when I was a kid.

I used to skip school and sneak in here.

It was the only place I could escape.

Escape from what?

Being different.

I didn't exactly fit in around here.

Okay.

We need a plan.

I'm not far from Shady Vale.

I'll find my uncle,

then head south to the Human Federation and seek sanctuary.

Sanctuary? - Yeah.

Do you think those things give a damn about human laws?

They're after you because you're magic.

Doesn't take a genius to figure out

you won't last long if you run.

I was finding it hard to believe

that Allanon could have a daughter,

but you're sounding more like him by the minute.

If Allanon's your father, who's your mother?

She was King Eventine's sister.

Hence the ears.

Pyria?

I, uh, I met her once, with Allanon.

But he didn't mention a daughter.

I'm not surprised.

By the time she figured out she was pregnant,

he had already disappeared.

I didn't even know he was a Druid

until my magic started to manifest.

The more I pressed for information,

the angrier she got.

So, I finally left.

That was the last time I saw her before she was...

I know what it's like to lose a mom.

But I haven't seen Allanon in months,

and I don't plan to,

so coming with me is a waste of time.

You're a Shannara, he's a Druid,

which makes you my best shot at tracking him down.

I don't need to complicate things right now.

Let me make this really simple for you.

I saved your ass twice,

you're welcome by the way,

so now you owe me.

Sounds like they've given up.

This is the way out. Keep close.

These guys are Rovers.

I know how they think.

Let me do the talking.

Shut up!

Not another word.

Ladies.

This is your lucky day.

You boys wouldn't be looking for a fight now, would you?

Because I might be able to help out with that.

Heads up.

Argh!

Sorry to hog all the action.

No doubt you ladies could've handled

these fools all on your own,

but I couldn't risk them harming the merchandise.

What merchandise?

Lyria here has been a very bad girl.

You're a bounty hunter. - Ooh.

And you're a quick study.

Well, I can't let you take her.

Jax, wait!

You know who I am?

Then you also know

Garet Jax never waits.

She has nothing to do with this.

Let's say I leave her breathing,

what's in it for me?

What do you want?

What I want...

Is for you to come along quietly.

I'm not getting paid enough to carry your spoiled ass all the way home.

Let's go.

You could have come to the palace.

It was safer to meet here.

The Crimson have eyes and ears all over Arborlon.

I'll go patrol the perimeter.

Bandon's alive?

What happened at Skull Mountain?

The boy's magic grows stronger,

corrupted by the Warlock Blade.

It was guiding him to resurrect his master.

The Warlock Lord?

No, I thought Wil's father killed him with the sword of Shannara.

The Warlock Lord took measures

to ensure his death was not final.

His followers hid his heart, his head, his blade,

hoping that he could be re-born.

Shea and I have recovered his blade and his head,

but his followers got away with his heart.

Bandon recovered it.

Great.

So he's one piece away from bringing back another Dark Druid.

Why didn't you just destroy the head?

I said the Warlock Lord

took measures to ensure

that wasn't possible.

You do not understand magic, Your Highness.

The whole thing plays right into the Crimson's hands.

It confirms everything General Riga has been saying

about the danger of magic.

At least tell me you hid that head

in a place where Bandon can't find it.

Of course, I did.

But do not underestimate the boy.

We must be ready for him

that your kingdom does not

fall apart at the seams.

It's easier said than done.

My people are still in camps.

They're tired and, and afraid and...

And I'm the king they're left with.

Which many don't find encouraging

and right now I... I can hardly blame them.

Then what you need is support.

In their quest to eradicate magic,

the Crimson will stop at nothing.

No race will be spared.

Queen Tamlin has reached out to me.

She's offered an alliance

between the Elves and the humans.

Then you must speak with her.

But the truth is you cannot face the Crimson

or the Warlock Lord alone.

Hey, you gotta keep moving.

And stay under the tree canopy.

We can't risk those things finding us again.

Anybody ever tell you you're a pain in the ass?

Who taught you how to do that?

No one taught me, I was born this way.

Allanon didn't have innate magic.

You aren't taught to learning

Yeah. One of the many mysteries of my life.

I don't know what you're expecting from him,

but I wouldn't get your hopes too high.

It's not like I've got a lot of options.

He's the last Druid and the only one that can train me.

Magic is overrated. Trust me.

Yeah. Except when it benefits you, right?

I watched you heal yourself.

Why do you keep avoiding who you really are?

You have no idea who I am.

I'm an ordinary guy who wants an ordinary life.

If you want to be ordinary, then throw away the Elfstones.

You can't, can you?

You have this amazing gift, but you just abuse it.

I see the marks on your arm.

I know what they mean, so don't try to give me some line

about the burden of magic.

You're certainly as judgmental as your father.

Well, when I learn how to use my magic,

you won't see me running and hiding.