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but isn't it weird that no one's here?
when I was a student at the Academy.
We could conjure a storm. That might get them to leave.
Only one of us is leaving this cell alive tonight.
Privy counselor.
your daughter, was it?
You did it because you wanted to! You did it because you like power!
Then we need to find ourselves another angel.
I may have bragged to all the girls
I know the carnival doesn't open for a while,
Let's go investigate.
-Morning, lamb. -[Sabrina] Good morning.
♪ The earth will wave with corn ♪
-Maybe I should tell him. -Maybe you should mind your own business.
this surfer dude named Caliban.
You've still got work to do.
♪ Too hard to follow ♪
Then when we're secure behind our walls, we can plot our counter-attack.
That makes perfect sense.
and hurt and burning and freezing.
because, um, I... I have something to share.
She was at the carnival, and she went into a tent,
Mother moon, in the fullest of your form,
-[whip cracks] -[grunts]
Your Aunt Zelda wants us to go straight to the Academy.
and resigned.
But guess what?
Lookie here. So the Pendle Coven suffered a similar power loss in 1612.
Quite a racket you and your friends have been making in the garage.
-[knocking at door] -[Hilda] Yes, I'm coming.
-Very pretty. -Mm.
Feel it on your skin.
My dad just met her at the carnival, like, last night.
Could you help us with that?
-Ooh! Blimey, what would I wear? -Fine, Ambrose can come.
We have to go right now!
And I am still a part of this coven.
Okay, cover any exposed skin with the oils,
Um... I wish that I got outdoors more, because my hobbies,
Wait.
Your father and I are both adults,
And I swear, if I could beat him out of me, I would.
Oh.
As they go down, let the moon be consumed.
What do you mean, Lilith's not Queen of Hell?
that we may become vessels of your energies.
You're 16, for pity's sake.
Making your favorite, moon pie, for the lunar festivities.
Oh, never thought of it that way, a weaver.
[Nick panting]
what do you think of my outfit?
Oh, then let's see how long you all last without my protection.
Don't fret!