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This is my power.

How's it feel? Ready to take on the Fold?

I feel ready to take on the world.

No need to take on the world.

Just everyone
currently after us is enough.

So, the world.

I'll keep us off the beaten path,
but we'll be on our own again.

Who says
you'll be on your own?

I want a front-row seat
to the light show, thanks.

Plus, the King
is on the other side of the Fold,

ergo so is my payment.

- We could definitely use your arsenal.
- Maybe some kind of fortified carriage?

Carriage? Land travel is so boring.

And that'll take days.

Come along.

Prepare to decouple!

Kovu.

Secondary mast released!

Engage secondary sail.

Alina, you gotta see this.

No, I really don't.

- No, trust me, you do.
- Mm-mm.

Come on.

How is this even possible?

Did you expect any less?

It's like you haven't even met me.

Years and years of designs
and several dozen crashed prototypes.

Crashed?

I call her the Hummingbird.

Captain, the Fold's in sight.

Next stop...

destiny.

Pekka made a move on more than just
the Crow Club while we were away.

- He bought out all of Fifth Harbor.
- Inej took some serious damage.

The novice nearly lost his head

and the Heartrender
took a bullet, but no worries.

At least you're on top
of Pekka's corporate holdings.

You don't take down
a lion by cutting off his tail.

You've been on safari when?

- We're putting our lives on the line.
- I thought you preferred it that way.

Is Inej gonna be okay?

I wouldn't call myself
the most proficient Healer,

but she'll not be
a permanent resident here.

Not yet anyway.

Technically, no one
gets buried here anymore.

When the firepox plague hit years ago,

so many people died
that the crematoriums all got backed up,

so they had to float
all the dead bodies in the harbor.

That's enough!

Appelbroek?

Pekka has a glass factory there,
but there are no sandpits in Appelbroek.

So cartage fees
would kill all of his profits.

Find out what he's really up to.

If you want to help, instead of spurting
useless historical facts, go with Jesper.

Not that you asked, but consider
grounding your Wraith for now.

I always wanted to be a Healer,
doesn't mean I'm any good.

If I need you again, I'll let you know.

All the guards
who work the fights at Hellgate

are loyal to Pekka and on his payroll.

- All but one.
- "The fights"?

Hellshow. It's exactly as you'd imagine.

Find a guard named Hiemstra.
He has a port-wine stain across his brow.

- He'll get a message to your Fjerdan.
- Can we trust him?

We can trust he doesn't
want Pekka to know what I have on him.

What you did tonight made you a Crow.

Keep a low profile.

You'll be in Pekka's sights now.

It's a game of chance.

- We both have to wager something to play.
- Listen, son.

If you want in,
I'll waive my commission.

I'll pool the money.
We definitely want in.

Good. How much are you willing to invest?

I have the proceeds
from the sale of my father's farm.

It will set you
and your brother up for a certain future.

Then let's do it.

Why should only the rich
get the chance to become richer?

Mm.

Give me a few days
to put this into the exchange.

Come back in a week
and I'll have your earnings.

It's a trick.

But of course it is.
It wouldn't be any fun if it wasn't.

Inej.

Inej?

Stop lurking.

Come in or leave me be.

Just making sure
you're comfortable, Mother.

You left me locked up
with that deranged Tidemaker for weeks.

Am I supposed to believe you
suddenly care for my creature comforts?

What do you want?

There was a time
we were united in our beliefs.

The world wanted us to live in fear.

But you taught me
that Grisha were superior.

That they should fear us.

Time... has changed my perspective.

And what happened to the woman

who would burn villages
just to keep her child safe?

I protected you the only way I knew how.

I taught you strength, cunning.

But never compassion.

I see my mistakes now, too late.

There are no mistakes, only lessons.

I am rebuilding
this country for the Grisha.

We started this together.
Now you're making me finish it alone.

I hear the whispers.

Grisha being persecuted again.

Driven out of the very palace
you built to keep them safe.

Murdered indiscriminately
by the King's soldiers.

Hundreds of years have passed

and you have dragged us
right back to where we started.

I should've murdered the first king
I ever met and taken his crown.

A lesson. See?

This time I shan't stop at a palace.

The entire country will be ours.

A little empire.

Perhaps.

And the Little Saint?

I will find her. And when I do...

There was a moment
when you might have earned her love,

instead of claiming her power.

Another lesson?

Or maybe

just another mistake.

I hate this place.

Just a bit of pitch black
and bloodthirsty monsters.

What's not to love?

Seems like a good day to kill some Volcra.

I'd much rather a hot bath
and a book of sonnets.

Are you sure you're ready?

I feel stronger than ever.

This is my chance to finally eradicate it.

For good.

Alina?

What's happening?

- You cannot do this on your own.
- Alina!

Alina. Alina. Alina.

Kovu, get us out!

You're okay, you're all right,
you're all right.

You can't save them, Alina.

Kovu, begin descent.

Brace yourselves for landing.

Is everyone okay?

The Fold's too strong.

I thought with two amplifiers, but...

It wasn't enough.

Well, looks like we're about to enjoy
a traditional Ravkan welcome.

You've crossed illegally
onto Ravkan soil. Identify yourselves.

I'll handle this.

What're you doing?

Identify yourselves at once or be shot.

Have I really changed much, Raevsky?

I know it's been a number of years,

but people swear
I remain boyishly handsome.

It can't be.

Yes, it is.

My Prince.

We'd all but given up hope.

I present Nikolai Lantsov,

Major of the 22nd Regiment,

Soldier of the King's Army,

Grand Duke of Udova,

and Second Son to his Most Royal Majesty,

King Pyotr the Third,

Ruler of the Double Eagle Throne.

You've got to be joking.

Saints.

And in your own words, as I recall,

the greenest and most useless grunt
you ever had the misfortune of commanding.

At your service.
I wanted to return sooner,

but not without her.

May I present
my esteemed traveling companion,

former cartographer
and sometimes Saint, Alina Starkov.

Sol Koroleva. We heard you were dead.

You lying bastard!

The order of assignments
for new recruits are as follows.

Fellow Tidemakers, you will maintain
the fog that conceals us from the enemies.

Heartrenders, you will join
the search parties along with the Inferni.

Genya. This is a pleasant surprise.

You have to go before he sees you.

It isn't safe here.

He's created a monster...

Quiet now.

David Kostyk.

Welcome home, old friend.

The King's infirmity has not improved.

Vasily commands the First Army
is if we were his playthings.

His orders would have us
wage war on Grisha

whilst ignoring the threat from Fjerda.

My brother isn't known
for his thoughtful decision-making.

My mother, is she all right?

The last dispatch reported your family
vacated Os Alta in fear of retaliation.

They're en route to the Spinning Wheel.

Vasily won't be happy once he learns
I'm offering sanctuary to Grisha there.

If you take some horses,
leave now, you should arrive first.

The shadow monsters...

So they are creatures of the Fold?

Not of the Fold, of me.

Nichevo'ya are my protection.

They've proven to be an invaluable asset,

but their creation
has left me plagued by cough,

headaches that pierce
behind the eyes like hot daggers.

I believe this problem
uniquely suited to your analytical brain.

Is this...

I always thought them to be
the scribblings of an unstable mind.

He went mad, apparently. Morozova.

But I thought perhaps you might
be able to extract a solution

for that which ails me.

Something to assuage
the unwanted effects of merzost.

Hmm.

Just curious,

are they with you now?

Always.

They only seem to make themselves
apparent when I'm under threat.

What happens then?

I should also like to know
if you discover anything

that pertains to the connection
between amplifier and amplified.

For instance, if...

Alina had survived,

might I be able to feel it?

Uh...

The bridge that I built
between you and Alina had no precedent.

I...

I see a fragment
still remains to infect you.

I don't blame you, David.

Come, let me show you
where you'll be working.

My jaw feels much better now,
thank you for asking.

You can tell everyone
you were punched by a Volcra.

Be the least of the lies you've told.

I thought we had
the beginnings of a beautiful friendship.

Friends don't hide
who they are from each other.

You make it sound so simple.

You do what you have to
to protect the people you love.

I expect you have
some experience with that.

My reasons were much the same.

As Nikolai Lantsov,
royal spare to the throne,

there was nothing
I could do for the people I love.

People of my impoverished,
war-ravaged country.

- Sturmhond, on the other hand...
- Was a pirate.

A privateer. How many times do I...

How is that
any more helpful than a prince?

A prince is a songbird in a golden cage.

A privateer has freedom
to cultivate alliances,

develop technologies, gather intelligence.

Would you have gotten on my ship
if I was flying the Lantsov flag?

I might have set it on fire.

Exactly.

And I needed to find you.

The country needed to find you.

But you would have only trusted Sturmhond.

Now, we tried once before.

Sturmhond.

Me. We were... I was responsible
for hiring Kaz Brekker and his Crows.

That was you?

I suppose you're responsible
for the Fjerdan bounty as well?

No. That is very real.

As is my brother's use
of First Army against Grisha.

That will stop
now that we're here, I promise.

Welcome to the Spinning Wheel.

My inventions workshop.

It's become
something of a refuge for Grisha.

- Alina.
- Nadia.

Saints, I'm so glad you survived.

- How are you?
- Much better now you're here.

Fedyor, Genya,
so many others haven't been accounted for.

I've... I was hoping
you might have some answers.

I'm afraid I don't. But I will.

My brother and I
heard Nikolai had this space.

A Grisha sanctuary.

It's been a saving grace for so many.

My brother, Adrik, wouldn't believe
that you and I were friends. Happy?

It's an honor.

My sister's still a liar,
just not about this.

So many Grisha outside the Little Palace.

The first time
we raided the Little Palace.

Who else made it here?

You might not like the answer.

You came back.

I said I would.

Your family in Novokribirsk,

did you find them?

I wouldn't be here if I did.

I'm sorry. I...

Saints, Alina.

Why are you apologizing
for something you're not responsible for?

I know how it feels
to lose someone you love.

We all know grief.

But that guilt,
he instilled it in you to make you weak.

But you're the Sun Summoner,
you can't afford weakness.

Is that why you were
so cruel to me at Little Palace?

Trying to toughen me up?

No.

That was jealousy,
but also, I underestimated you.

I won't do that again.

Is this... an apology?

Ravka's on the verge of collapse.

More Grisha are killed by the day.

You don't need hollow apologies,
you need alliances.

I'm here to offer you mine.

Clearly, you need
all the help you can get.

Does that look like
a glass factory to you?

We have our answer.

There is no glass factory in Appelbroek.

So we tell Kaz that Pekka's been
laundering money from his country estate.

Question is,
what are those guards guarding?

You're gonna make me
go in there, aren't you?

Break-in's the best part.

I'd still like to know
why you didn't tell me.

Tell you what?

That we'd met before.

You didn't remember me.

In my defense, it was dark.

And when I woke up, you were gone.

DADDY

Who are you?

Master Rollins. Alby!

Who are you?
And what are you doing in here?

Hein, come quick.

Oh.

Um...

We... We're from Hoppe and Sons.

Tuning and repairs.

We're here to fix the piano.
Mr. Rollins sent us.

Oh.

Then quit dawdling and get on with it.
Master Rollins has lessons tomorrow.

Huh.

Someone's cut this.

It's... It's too clean.

Hey.

Did you cut this wire?

How dare you accuse him? He's a child.

Yeah. I did that.

What?

I hate piano.

Well, you should know,
whatever he cut that with, very sharp.

If the wire's a problem,
I presume you have a replacement.

Yeah. Of course.

We don't.

Hmm.

What beautiful weather
we're having, isn't it?

- How?
- My turn.

Oh.

That's really... That's... He's really good.

- Yeah.
- Very good.

Um, I think that
if you had a bit more practice,

uh, you could turn that
into something like this.

Um...

You've been lying low?

I've been gathering intel
on Pekka's assassin.

I've discovered my bladesmith supplies him
with bone-cutters and fillet knives.

Taxidermy tools.

His name's Mogens. I've got his address.

- That must have cost you.
- A new set of blades.

He intends on taking me alive,
so he can put me back in the Menagerie.

- I won't let that happen.
- Why should I believe you?

We were ambushed, Kaz.

Whatever this is, this blood feud
you have with Pekka Rollins,

I don't believe
it's about some Saints-forsaken club.

You are gambling with our lives
and I deserve to know the reason.

You owe me that much.

Inej, your arm.

Pekka Rollins killed my brother.

Then we destroy him.

Is there anyone to protect you?

Was there no one to protect you?

Look for Mogens' tells.

Signs of an old injury
that point to a weakness

or a repeating action
that tells you what he's going to do next.

Do I have one?

You shift your weight
onto your back leg before you lunge.

Um...

What's yours?

The limp. The cane.

No one's ever smart enough
to look for the real one.

What's the safest way
from here back to the Slat?

Rozenstraat onto Buysberg. Why?

We need some new blood.

It's not what you think.

- Believe me.
- Uh-huh.

'Cause I was just thinking
that he's shit at first aid.

You might need a hand with this
before I go to the Hellshow.

I'm sorry.

Kaz Brekker.

What a pleasant surprise.

Per Haskell.

Pekka offered every gang good coin
for your beaten corpse. His words.

Looks like you bit off
more than you can chew.

I need half a dozen men for a job.

I'm not here for the washed-up
cadgers and cowards.

I'm here for the hungry ones.

The hard ones.

I'm here for the killers.

People like me.

Dregs.

Kill this Barrel rat.

You two, get off your asses.

My leg!

I recommend a cane.

You think you're safe
because you rolled over for Pekka Rollins.

Takes more than
what you got to get past Rollins.

This city's price is blood,

and I am happy to pay with yours.

Who do you want standing
in that door when the lion gets hungry?

You're all with me now.

You could have
just rung the bell, little one.

Ding, ding.

New hardware. No worries.

I know all the right places to cut
so I can slow you down.

Look for his tells.
Any signs of a weakness.

He doesn't have any.
He doesn't feel pain.

Not feeling pain is a weakness.

He won't know when to stop
until you put him down.

You know all the places to cut.

I know all the places, too.

"Sankta Alina."

What will she do?

What happens here, is up to me.

May Saints receive you
and forgive what can be forgiven.

Uh, scouts posted south of Kribirsk

are reporting
a massive light event in the Fold.

She's returned, General.

She's unable to destroy it by herself.

But she may destroy
everything we're building here.

Grisha will come out
of the woodwork to align with her.

A handful of Grisha
on her side makes no difference.

There's only one thing that will.

You're going to tell me
where to find the Firebird.

You want to use that as leverage?
Get the Little Saint to come to you?

No, no, no. Stupid boy.

It's the last piece she needs.

She has the Sea Whip? How do you know?

Scouts say that she's here in East Ravka

after a failed attempt
in the Fold with two amplifiers.

Tell me what you know of the third.

Please.

I know nothing of the Firebird.

But I do know that
if the girl locates it before you do,

she'll be a force to be reckoned with.

If she offers protection,
Grisha will follow her, fear her.

You want them to fear you.

Fear is a powerful ally.

You're the one who's afraid, Aleksander.

Same as you were as a boy.

I don't need you to burn villages
for me anymore, Mother.

In fact,

there's only one more thing
I do need from you...

What?

Your bones.

Morozova
used finger bones as amplifiers.

Do something with that.

- He cut off Baghra's finger.
- We have to leave. Now.

He also said that
Alina is here in East Ravka.

Well, then we find her. She needs to know.

What we did to her is unforgivable.

Do you know what Kirigan has?
The nichevo'ya.

We'd never forgive ourselves
if... if we didn't try to warn her.

No.

There are ruins, straight out of here.

- Go, now.
- Yeah.

Uh, wait for me there.

We've received accounts
of First Army units found massacred

here, here, and here.

Too far to be Shu incursions.

Or Fjerdan.

There's good evidence
these units were holding Grisha captive.

Some reports say soldiers were mutilated.

Some cut in half.

It's Kirigan, isn't it?

We haven't been able
to find his base camp...

- No way he survived the Fold.
- He survived it before.

Besides, he's the only one
who can do the Cut.

Baghra, yes, but this is him.

If he's alive, word will reach him
about your attempt in the Fold.

"Attempt."

No disrespect meant.

No, you're right.

That's what it was. An attempt.

You both saw my light.

It was strong and angry
and dangerously off-kilter.

I can train to master what I have,
but I'm afraid it won't be enough.

- We need to find the third amplifier.
- Firebird.

The more we search for it,

we are at the mercy
of your protection in this country.

Well, until then, a proposal.

We can try to
stop this country from falling apart

and tell the Fjerdans to shove
their bounty up their ass in the process.

How do you propose we do that?

I bring you under the wing
of the Royal Family,

my name becomes a shelter to you

and a banner under which
we can enact change.

Your name?

Wait.

This is a "proposal" proposal.

- You're suggesting marriage.
- I'm not proposing a love match.

Just a political alliance
of Grisha and otkazat'sya.

Well, that's just what
all marriages are, aren't they? Strategy.

Precisely.

Maybe we never get to marriage.

An engagement signals
a strong commitment to cooperation

and it will allow us to enact
meaningful change for Grisha and Ravka.

I've seen
what you both mean to each other.

I understand if you decline,
but I hope you weigh the options

and consider the benefits.

He's... he's completely insane.

Marriage? Like I'm some kind of pawn.

I'm surprised he walked out of here
without you breaking his nose.

I just want this, you know that.

So do I.

But there's no us if we snuff it

because we're scrappy orphans
who tried to go it by themselves.

That's kind of our thing, isn't it?

Yeah. It worked when we were 12,

but now,
against the First Army, against Fjerda...

Kirigan.

You know
I'd lay down my life to protect you.

- Mal...
- Alina, you're a living Saint.

I might not be enough. You need
all the help that Nikolai can offer.

As do your friends in the Second Army
and my friends in the First.

Good people have
crawled through the muck next to me

and they don't deserve to be
Vasily's pawns or Kirigan's fodder.

If I were engaged to Nikolai,
it would have to look legitimate.

You'd be 40 feet away
in some line of soldiers, watching.

All that matters
is that we know what's real.

And what's real is this.

It's your choice to make.

Just know I'm with you
no matter what you decide.

David! I'm here!

Genya!
Genya, stand and answer me!

Run.

Wait.

What is the meaning of this?

I rescue you from certain death,

yet you abandon me.

You used me to satisfy a king.

I should be your greatest shame.

Please. Just let me go.

I'm afraid not.

I need you, Genya.

Find our Mr. Kostyk.

For the spoiled son
of a criminal kingpin,

the boy was not that bad.

Just a bit energetic, isn't he?

That kid was a right little shit.

We can't tell Kaz about Alby.

Child's a demon.

But no good will come of it.

Thank you.

This isn't your fight, you know.

Clearing our names,
this feud Kaz has with Pekka.

Jesper Fahey, are you worried about me?

I saw your face
when the Crow Club blew up.

You didn't know what you're getting into.

Yeah, well...

Well, I know now.

And I'm not going anywhere.

Actually, you're walking away
for dramatic effect.

The Dregs have opted to join us.

Well?

Yeah, you were right.
No glass factory, just the country estate.

Was the boy there? What's his name?

Don't pretend otherwise.

He renamed the Crow Club
the Kaelish Prince

and Pekka would never see himself
as anything other than a king.

So,

what is the boy's name?

Alby.

Alby Rollins.

What are you gonna do with him?

Kaz, he's just a kid.

So was I.

Empty.

They're gone.

Kaz. Kaz?

Alby Rollins can't help who his father is.

And you...

You can't punish him for that.

I won't help with that.

You won't have
to touch a hair on his head.

But you are going to help me blow up
everything Pekka holds dear.

You said no more explosions.

Not that kind.

I finally found a weapon
to end all of this.

What weapon?

Suffering.

What creature produces such filth?

Perhaps the one that just triumphed.

- It's barbaric.
- Yes.

Thanks to the depraved who come here
from Ketterdam to place their bets.

Demyan, my last cellmate, he was slain
in the arena by a rinca moten.

A dragon lizard?

Hmm.

I thought they were folktale creation.

Oh, very real. I assure you.

Acidic saliva dissolved the flesh
right down to his skull.

And yet, we are the ones
they call brutes and lock in cages.

I am with you.

- There are wolves here.
- Yes.

- Yes, I've seen dozens pass through.
- No.

They are sacred to Djel.

You're Drüskelle?

Best keep that to yourself, brother.

Get another fighter!

Put me in the ring.

I want to face the man calling the shots
to see who to damn in the afterlife.

Back off. We're taking the giant.
You, into the ring. Now!

I do not want to fight.

You do whatever I tell you to do. Come on!

Put your faith in Djel.

Move it. Come on!

Hiemstra. Brekker said that
you could get a message to an inmate.

Not now. Rollins is here.

Find me after the fight.

CANNIBAL

No. No.

Matthias. Matthias! Matthias. Matthias.

Matthias. Matthias, please!

No. Wha...

Get off me!

Rare thing, Heartrender,
to know a new fighter by name.

Hellgate's a rough spot
for a Fjerdan to make friends.

A good woman would do
all that she could to see her man free.

What's your price?

Bring me Kaz Brekker

or I'll see to it
that your Fjerdan's next fight

is to the death.

Yes?

General.

The moment Genya is conscious,

let's take her and make sure
the others understand what awaits them

if they are disloyal.

With pleasure.

I'll admit disappointment.

I always felt an affinity for her.

And David.

Morozova's journal is missing.

Vladim believes David took it.

And with it,
any possibility of understanding my...

condition.

Leave.

You've come back, Little Saint.

I know you, my Alina.

Like no one else ever will.

You're dreaming
that this country can still be mended.

But once you realize

that there can be no future
between Grisha and otkazat'sya,

I will be waiting for you... with open arms.

Sweet dreams.

I've made my decision.