No! Stop!
Sabrina Spellman!
You have entered a house of the Divine God!
Kneel before the Lord.
I kneel...
before no one!
Hear me, fire! Hear me, air!
No spell casting in a house of the Lord.
That crown ensures that.
Let them go.
Kneel. Pray with us.
Never.
Then, like Saint Sebastian,
you will die,
shot through with arrows.
Where were we? Yes.
Yes.
We were praying.
Say it with me.
"Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night,
nor the arrow that flieth by day!"
No.
- Like Sabrina... - No! Melvin!
I choose death over your False God.
No.
Your turn, witches!
Hah!
To burn.
That's enough.
I offer you a chance to survive the night.
Convert, Hunters.
Take Lucifer Morningstar into your hearts,
and I promise you mercy.
But you must say His prayer.
"O, Mighty Dark Lord, by whom all things are set afire..."
Never.
Say the prayer! It's your one chance.
Come on! Say it with me, or you'll burn in Hellfire.
- O, Mighty Dark Lord... - O, Mighty Dark Lord...
- ...by whom all things are set afire... - ...by whom all is set afire...
- Thy power be thy path. - Thy power be thy path.
- Thy will be my desire. - Thy will be my desire.
- In Hell as it is on Earth. - In Hell as it is on Earth.
- Praise Satan! - Praise Satan.
Well done.
But my, how quickly you turn on your False God.
You're not a witch.
What are you?
I am the Dark Lord's sword!
Arise, Sister.
Arise, Brother.
'Brina?