The Last Witch Hunter Page #5

You are trespassers on our world.

Father!

I've seen it in your eyes.

You wish for death.

You know the benefit of eternal life?

I get to kill you twice.

Stop!

Kaulder!

Now...

- Chloe...

- I'm sorry.

Release my Queen.

Those witches you rescued

me from when I was a kid...

They didn't kill my parents.

They were my parents.

But sadly, I was born without magic.

You're a witch.

Yep.

- No! No!

- Get back here!

Get away from him! Let go!

Dream-walker.

Look at you,

you ugly b*tch of a morning.

You turned against those

you were charged with protecting.

Yes, my Queen.

Make me whole. Help me reach my destiny.

Grant me the gift of magic.

Clay cannot be turned to gold.

Without magic, you're just a human.

Father?

My love.

You must get up.

Father, you need to get up.

Save them.

Go, my love. Fight.

You cling to your pathetic life.

And for what reason?

Those closest to you betray you,

and those you claim to protect

don't even know your name.

By iron

and fire!

Try doing that with an iPad.

Kaulder!

Kaulder?

Kaulder?

As long as the Hexen heart beats,

she's never truly dead.

No, you can't! You'll die.

I'm ready to face that reality.

No! There must be another way.

Listen to me.

When I was pulled into the shadows,

I saw that there were

things much worse than her.

In the darkness. Waiting.

Waiting for what?

The world without you.

We still need you.

I need you.

The Axe and Cross betrayed me.

I can't trust anyone.

You can trust me.

800 years I've been on this road.

Always hunting.

- Always...

- Alone.

You wouldn't be.

Besides,

you still owe me fifty thousand dollars.

Five thousand.

Oh. So we're negotiating, then?

The Axe and Cross would be bothered that

they're no longer in possession

of the Queen's heart.

I don't serve The Axe and Cross anymore.

This time I do it for me.

Well, it's about time.

You know, I used to think

the universe ran in endless circles,

always repeating itself,

always predictable.

And now?

I don't know what happens next.

Do you know what we mortals call that?

Living.

You know,

I still need you.

Well, then

I'm at your service.

Come on. You're not getting any younger.

So you ready to go, or what?

I'm driving.

Okay.

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