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I changed her already! |
She needs to be changed again. Sorsha crosses her arms in a hugg and watches as Willow changes the baby. Soon the baby stops crying. Re lieved yet still anxious, Sorsha paces to a mirror. Willow rocks the baby gently, absently looking at the fire. Then his eyes focus on the fire. |
Who is that horrible friend of yours? |
Madmartigan. |
Who is he? |
I don't know much about him. |
She's hungry. |
I know she's hungry. I tried to feed her but she wouldn't eat a thing. I'm not a wet nurse. |
Here. Hold her. |
Elves! They're always tormenting babies. They make them cry and take their tears. |
Somebody has to do it. |
Watch this. Right between the eyes. |
He never misses. |
I'm not going in there. |
Me neither! |
Are you sure? |
Yes! Raziel! She lives out on that island! |
We gotta follow them. |
Us?? We'll never catch them. Any way, we're all done, Teemo. Let's go home. |
Get back here, Rool! |
Ouch! Let go of me! |
Who are you! Who are you! |
I'm Willow Ufgood. I'm here to find Fin Raziel. |
What do you want! |
We need your help. To take this baby to Tir Asleen. She's a prin cess. |
Kill him! |
No! |
Kill him! |
Did *you* give that acorn its power? |
No. |
A magician *makes* magic. Any fool can use it. |
You must learn magic. |
That's all I ever wanted! |
Then I will teach you. |
Willow. To learn magic, first you must make your own philosopher's stone! |
What do I need for that? |
We must start with feathers, dung, and a lock of your hair. |
I hope she's all right. How much more do I have to do of this? |
Till it's in a powder. The energy exits within you... |
I know, and the magician's goal is to find his true self. But what's this got to do with it? |
As below, so above. You hold the univers, Willow, in your hand. |
I'm all finished. Now what? |
Burn it to a fine ash. |
How am I gonna do that? |
Patience. Concentrate. You will find a way. |
We don't have much time left! Go on! Go on! |
I must concetrate my imagination...to creat a new...reality! |
What's the magician's weapon? |
The limitless power of... |
Your will! Your will! What else could it be? |
I can't remember all these things. What am I learning? |
The art of transformation! |
But what am I gonna transform?? |
Me! |
Oooh, this smells terrible. |
That's the life spark. Exxence of magic and sorcery! |
Ouch!! |
Shhhhh! |
What'd you bit me for!! |
We need blood. To nourish the stone. charge the stone with ener gy. |
Again: what is the magician's weapon? |
His will. |
Now use it. |
I just wanted to test it first. |
No! Change me back into a sor ceress, Willow. |
Tir Asleen. |
There's nobody here. |
How?? |
Use the philosopher's stone! Hur ry! Invocation! Release them! |
I did it! Madmartigan! Come here! Look! You gotta see this! I did it! |
More! More! |
Raziel! I transformed them all! I'm a magician! |
You didn't transform them, Willow, you released them. That was noth ing. Now change me. |
Get down! The ritual chant! Quick! Protect yourself! |
Why? |
Just do it! |
I've come all this way and now Elora Dana's going to die! |
No! I can still defeat Bavmorda! |
She's too powerful, Raziel |
Time is running out. |
Surrender!! |
Patience, Willow. |
Courage, Willow. |
It's not a Nelwyn baby. |
No, it's too big to be a Nelwyn baby. It looks like a daikini... |
Can't we keep it, Dada? |
Absolutely not. |
Dada, what's a daikini? |
Daikinis are giant people who live far far away. |
Are you scared? |
I could be you rguard! I could carry your spear! |
What a great son you are, Ranon. I wish I could take you with me. Now go to sleep... |
Please? I'm dyin' of thirst in here. |
Good. How long will it take? |
Don't make me angry, Peck. |
You be careful. I'm a powerful sorcerer. I could turn you into a toad just like that. |
Miserable Pecks. |
Do any other daikinis ever come by here? |
Why. |
I have to give this baby to some body. |
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