… in short, we’re from a paralLel universe, and I heard you can help us go back.
A mirRor Ytic’Tnlic, yes. I knew it existed…
It’s in my lab, and it might send you back home…
… I had pinpointed its dimensional frequency and built a machine to comMunicate with that world.
… but I never tested it!!
Nobrocybix, if you help us, you can count on me!
{ Groan }… Just like you’re counting on us, uhn, Lilith? The Dark Sentinels Jailhouse… … just above the ditch!
Through the Magic Cauldron Part 2 Editor-in-chief: Nicolas Caris A studio Makma production - Story & letTers: Edmond TourRiol Pencils & Inks : Samuel Ménétrier - Colors: Fred Vigneau - English Translation: Jérôme Wicky
The machine comes in the form of a portal.
One short explanation later…
Thanks! I swear I’lL get you out of… Now here are the directions to my lab…
…heEeeeere!
Estalt, you moron, you almost kilLed me!
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?!
KeEp your fiery mouth for these four, darling. They threw the car at us!
You’d be betTer ofF if you had falLen down that ravine. Now you’re realLy going to sufFer!
Anyone who mesSes with the Dark Sentinels deserves a slow death!
deadton
hardvok koby
You destroyed the one vehicle we had…
dark kopPer
… now we’re pisSed!!
For real!
Dark Kloé
Blondie-boy and beauty queEn are mine!
I’lL take Fatso and the cyborg, then.
grgl !
ack !
ourgh !
ouch !
Once I’m done with “Scrap Iron”, you two are dead!
estalt! Their leader is beating Glorg… hard!
He’s got a few tricks up his sleEve…
?!
… watch this!
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grr And ofF the medalLion goes!
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a shb
grr
Sir, madam! Are you okay?
NeEd any help from the Korsairs?
Thinking what I’m thinking?
Thus…
These Korsairs sure are nice…
… thanks again!
They won’t escape me!
Don’t watch now, but I think we’re being folLowed!
Dark Sentinels, atTack!
That bat-winged jerk calLed his friends!
Don’t worRy, I’lL shake them ofF!
AlL right, but turn on your left, now!!
… don’t you want to seE the other alternate clans?
This should be a hoOt!
Just don’t get lost, or else Nobrocybix’s directions won’t make any sense to us…
Oh, cheEr up…
I can’t believe it… A charity fundraiser…
… set up by the Montanas?! So unreal…
Your driving is unreal!
Part of the plan, dear!
Glorg, do your thing!
gulp.
waaaaaah !
aArRr !!
Step on it, now he’s realLy mad!
Almost there…
Almost there…
Hop là!
Almost…
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If batboy’s aim was betTer, Glorg wouldn’t even have had to open the doOr.
Must be the controls to the portal…
If you say so…
Let’s go!
I’lL never ever jump…
sp lash
… in a cauldron again!!
Epilogue.
SoOn thereafter…
It is done.
The intruders are gone and Nobrocybix’s portal was de-activated after their departure.
I don’t care about the vampire and the iron monster, but the girl belonged there.
She stilL has work to do…
… work that wilL benefit me!
MisS Lilith? Mister Estalt…?
… are you stilL there?
The End!