Season 1 - Part 8

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It was a splendid morning at the Owl House as Luz and Azura enter the living room, the human having already gotten dressed into her school uniform.

She then sees a pot with something being stored inside by a levitating spoon.

Luz: Ooh, magic spaghetti.

Azura: I don't think that's spaghetti, Luz.

They said as the spoon smacks Luz's hand away from the pot.

Eda: Hands off. That's witch's wool. It repels powerful spells.

Cleia: Yeah, every witch worth their salt has a cloak made from this stuff.

Luz: I'm worth salt. I want cloak.

Eda: Easy, kid. With the Emperor's goons at my doorstep, I need this for protection. They've really stepped up their attacks lately.

Luz: I think I finally understand why the Emperor wants you so badly . . . he's got the hots for you, doesn't he?

She joked as Eda winks while clicking her tongue.

Eda: But no. Emperor Belos wants to control all wild magic through his coven system. He ordered my capture years ago because I refused to fall in line.

Luz: And he won't stop until he's got you?

Azura: They can try, but they'll never be able to beat us!

Eda: Yeah, but don't worry about it, kid. I'm a master escape artist. Besides, I know you three'll have my back.

Suddenly, a bunch of feathers grew all over Eda's body.

Eda: Uh-oh.

She said before transforming into the owl beast.

Luz then immediately tied Eda up with a plant glyph as well as the elixir.

Luz: Azura!

She yelled as Azura grabbed hold of the elixir.

Cleia: Toss it here!

The little old witch said, still standing on Eda's shoulder as she had already transformed.

Azura tosses the elixir to Cleia, the elderly witch quickly shoving the liquid down her throat.

However, it didn't seem to work prompting Kings and Toto to get Eda's stash, managing to get her to drink over a dozen.

The amount was enough as Eda turns back to normal.

Eda: . . . Thanks for that, kid.

She then noticed the dozens of empty elixir vials.

Eda: And those.

Azura: Why is your gem dark?

Eda: Huh? It's not dark! You're nuts!

Luz: The curse has been getting worse and you've been hiding it, haven't you?!

Eda sighs in defeat.

Eda: You're right. It's taking more elixir to turn me back, and more magic to keep the curse from rearing it's feathery head.

Azura: What happens if you use your magic up?

Luz: Do you . . . do you die?

Cleia: No! Of course not! . . . Right?

Eda: No, I won't die using up all my magic. I just kind of, sort of, turn into the owl beast . . . forever. It's a fate much worse than death, if you think about it.

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