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Today, the witches of Montecalvo

pay the price for their lack of vision.

Today, we take them by surprise...

and slaughter them.

- Whoa! - That's it.

It's time.

Their hearts are true.

They will die for this cause if you let them.

Then I will not let them.

Novices, shield!

Quaint. Let's show them what true Chaos can do.

Make your power mine.

At least you're predictable.

I need more.

More!

Behold his power.

Sorceresses! Druids! Witches! To arms!

Druids! Sorceresses!

- At arms! - Sorceresses! Druids! Witches!

To arms!

It's okay. Hold.

Enough! Pull them back!

- No! - You've got to...

- We can hold out longer. Please! - I'll help you.

- No... - We have to.

The longer we last, the weaker they become.

She's right.

Keep steady.

It won't be long now.

For Ciri.

Hold!

Hold!

Girls! You're okay. You're okay.

Get them to safety. They've done their job.

As fast as you can. Come on.

- Quick, girls. - Find shelter.

- Hurry! They're coming! - Quickly!

Today, we fight for our future!

Keep coming. Come on! Keep going!

Novices, go! Go! Go!

Today, we avenge Tissaia.

Today, Vilgefortz dies.

Yennefer of Vengerberg is mine.

You can take the rest.

Go.

- Secure the courtyard. - You two, come with me!

Go! Go!

Traitors.

- Go! Come on! - Go, go, go!

Quickly, girls! Come on! Go!

Quick!

No!

- That way. - Go! Quickly, go!

Keep moving and keep going! Take them, Triss! Do it!

No!

Margarita!

Rita.

You're okay.

No!

Margarita! My friend...

Finish this.

No...

No! No!

More!

More!

Where the fuck is Vilgefortz? Huh?

- Without him, this plan will not work. - He'll come!

He wants to see me die.

This battle won't be won here.

Let's go hunting.

Yennefer!

Those fucking cowards!

I'll get them my second go round.

Not if they keep portaling away.

I'll handle this.

Fringilla.

Every time we attack, Vilgefortz's mages disappear.

Without portals, we will lose the day.

You must rouse yourself.

Find a way to restore them so we have a chance.

You are not nice!

Coming down!

Oh!

Heads up!

Hmm!

Where are you, you piece of shit?

Well, it's time to crash the party.

Follow me! Come on! The safe route is down here.

Down here! Come on! Come on!

Come on! Down to the catacombs!

Let us go back out there.

- Let us fight! - You aren't ready!

Students as stupid as their teachers.

He's...

Let them go!

Do I strike you as the charitable type?

Let us help!

Wait!

No!

No! No! No!

No! Let us go!

- Please, please! - No, please!

She's...

Oh!

Should have listened to teacher.

We've got to help.

Help.

Help!

Is she dead?

She will be once the monolith drains her.

Let's get her up there, then. Master's counting on us.

Like a charm.

Pure dimeritium from the mines of Kovir and Poviss.

I think she knows that.

Must be hard knowing that you can't turn us into snakes.

Vilgefortz will be very disappointed.

What was that, witch?

Like a charm.

Istredd?

Istredd, I'm coming!

Fringilla?

Hold on!

Istredd.

Yen needs you! They're all trapped at Montecalvo.

Gods, what's he done to you?

We have to shut it down.

Vilgefortz used my work to control the portals.

He created a spell.

I can undo it.

- He'll just recast it. - He can't.

He needs the book. Look at me.

Look at me.

Whoever survives this day,

this book must not.

Fuck!

I'm not Vilgefortz.

I... I can't manipulate the portal from the outside.

What does that mean? What does that mean?

I have to take her place.

Yennefer?

I know you're down here.

Hello, old friend.

No cheap theatrics, Yennefer.

I'm hurt.

Have you forgotten me already?

Come out!

And meet your fate!

Have you nothing left for me?

No magic left to do battle with an old flame?

Tissaia?

I've been told that this could hurt me more than it will hurt you,

that I'm not that ruthless.

But I've been learning more and more of myself.

And I am liking it.

Illusion magic?

That was your plan?

- Pathetic. - We have ravaged them.

The few survivors have taken refuge in the keep.

You know what to do.

Burn this shithole to the ground.

Such a failure of judgment, Vilgefortz.

I... concur.

That was our plan.

Thanks for telling us yours.

The fucker doesn't care if we all die! Even his own.

I need him.

He will use forbidden magic.

Then we'll be ready.

Fringilla's at the portals.

Can you get to the old water tower?

Open the valve?

Why have you done all this? All the bloodshed?

No need to answer.

I'll find out myself.

What do you want with Ciri?

I know all this!

And I know

she's your weakness.

No.

She's not your weakness.

She's your destiny.

You're connected.

No.

No!

School's out.

Get to the catacombs.

- Go! Go! - Go, go.

- To safety! - Go!

- Go! - Nikita!

Yennefer! Yen...

Fuck.

Yennefer, get back!

Yennefer!

I'm glad you're alive.

I mean it. Where is everyone?

Any more monsters to slay?

Plenty. Let's go.

Vesemir.

You go.

I have my own battle to fight.

Come on, then!

Yen, we need you.

Istredd?

You're alive!

Yenna, listen to me. I can defeat him.

If I can take away his control of the portals,

Ciri will be safe.

It's not that simple.

You have to talk him out of it. He won't listen to me.

I don't understand.

I need to be the conduit to control it from within.

- You won't make it out alive. - There is no other way.

You need to live.

For Ciri.

For all of us.

The patriarch of Kaer Morhen.

What an honor.

Why don't you

just shut the fuck up...

and fight?

Hmm?

- Really think you can win this, old man? - Oh, I think I'll die trying.

Vilgefortz is winning

because of what I did.

This isn't your fault.

- He has to be stopped. - No.

- This is the cost? I'll find another way. - Yenna!

- Yen. - No.

Come back!

There isn't another way.

Yen!

Vesemir's in trouble. Come.

Come on!

For my son,

Geralt.

And that

was for me.

Vesemir!

No!

It's showtime, you crotchety dame.

I know it's been a century,

but let's you and I make some magic together.

Hmm?

So nice to see you...

all in one place.

Your resting place.

Hold on. We need to buy Philippa time.

They'll drain themselves.

- Stay strong! - Stay closer!

Come on, Philippa!

You

will move!

Move!

Portals would be really helpful right now.

Hold!

Hold!

Stay down!

I'll kill her myself.

Oh, you want to play?

I want to kill you.

- Yen, please don't do this. - Yen, no!

- Don't! - Yennefer!

- Yen! - I have to!

- Don't! - Stay back!

Play! Play!

What's she doing? She's fucked.

- She's going to die. - She's willing to.

She's Tissaia now.

Istredd.

He did it.

Where are they?

No.

Istredd! Stop!

Listen to me.

You think you understand this power, but you don't.

Your portal block is decimated.

- You lose, Vilgefortz. - You're alive?

Istredd!

Hold on!

I can help you. I can help.

Hey. Hey.

Too late. It's over.

Yen!

Istredd!

Istredd.

I... I...

His... his plan with Ciri. I...

I gave him everything he needs.

Yen... mo... More than you know, Yen.

Find Stygga Castle.

And stop him. I...

I'm sorry.

You saved us, Istredd!

Warm bread.

Warm bread.

Cicadas.

Moon jellyfish.

I've got you.

Istredd!

I...

I will find Ciri. I promise.

What's taking so long?

- I thought we came for gold. - Yeah, we did.

- The brat's parents have coffers of it. - He's just a child.

As long as he behaves himself, we won't touch a hair on his head.

We're Rats, not weasels.

- We've got company. - Who the fuck are you?

Who the fuck are you?

Guards, help! They kidnapped me!

Fuck!

Falka, stay with the boy.

Come on, then!

Mistle!

Don't look. Look at me. Look at me. Look at me.

Just let me go.

I know you want to.

You're a good person.

- Falka! - You're not like them.

- Falka! - They're just filthy criminals.

Maybe they deserve to be killed.

Fuck you!

- Fuck you! - Falka.

- Fuck you! - Falka! Falka!

Shit.

That was...

Wow.

You did it, Falka.

You saved us.

- Let's go. Now. - Come on!

Grab the boy.

To Falka, who'll take us to new heights.

Woe betide whoever stands in her way!

- Yeah! - Whoo!

I never thought I'd meet anyone as fucked-up as me, but you,

you're my other half.

He's lucky that we kidnapped him because others wouldn't be so kind.

We'll deliver him home.

Claim what's ours. Grr!

- Fuck, yeah! - Yeah!

- And after that? - There you go.

We take whatever we want from whoever we want.

With Falka on our side, what can't we do?

When I'm wrong, I say I'm wrong,

and I was wrong about you.

You're a Rat.

- Kayleigh. - What?

She can decide for herself.

I'm a Rat!

Whoo!

Whoo!

Whoo-hoo!

- Yeah! - Whoo!

Whoo-hoo-hoo!

Whoo!

Yeah!

We serve no master

'cause we chose freedom.

Freedom!

Freedom!

What's wrong?

- What you did in the square. - Well, Rats fight. I'm a Rat.

- That wasn't a fight. That was slaughter. - You're damn right it was!

Who were you really killing, Falka?

Well, does it matter?

You say you care about me, but I think what you really want

is this little doll to shape and mold, that you can control.

You know that's not true.

It is. It has been since the night you came into that wagon.

Stop it! The pain you're hiding...

You're failing.

You think you're killing it, but it's killing you.

Your darkness is growing, Falka.

And if you're not careful, it's going to consume us all.

You want me to leave?

No.

Then accept me

as I am.

Because all of this darkness...

this is me.

All right.

Let's have another one.

- Thanks. - Yeah, I saw them Rats.

That one they call Falka, she's the worst of them.

Uh... Oi, I could've dispatched her, you know?

But I don't fight little girls.

You know? It's against me morals.

What if she's highly skilled?

Seems like

that could be a fair fight, no?

A juicy fight!

Hmm.

Where did the Rats go?

Who wants to know?

Leo Bonhart.

Bounty hunter. Pleased to make your acquaintance, gentlemen.

And if you all cooperate,

I'll let you live.

Aye.

Aah, you seem to think a lot of yourself,

old man.

Eh...

Ah...

So...

the question, uh...

You forgot the question.

Where did the little Rats go?

Hmm?

I ain't telling you shit.

Huh.

Seems you've

lost some of your spittle.

Open your mouth.

Now take your spittle back.

Now,

tell the old man where the Rats went.

Hotspurn.

Find Hotspurn.

In Os...

Where is he?

Hmm? Where...

Ugh.

Wh...

Useless.

Yeah, I'm so tired.

Let's get ready...

Come on, Falka. It's time for bed.

Let's get ready for bed. Say night night.

Night night.

Hello.

- Is that your dolly? - Mm-hm.

Ooh.

She's beautiful.

Can I see her?

- Mmm. - Thank you. What's her name?

Falka.

Falka?

Hello, Falka.

Hello!

Hey!

- How could he do that? - Mmm.

No one else will ever use this book again.

No one.

It's what Istredd wanted.

You know Nilfgaard.

Where would the White Flame keep his most treasured possession?

Oi!

Guards!

Where the fuck is my daughter?