Caspian the Tenth was with Nakkibrik and his two mysterious henchmen as well as Dr. Cornelius and Trufflehunter. "We have tried the horn and it has failed." Nikkabrik declared.
"Yes, I admit, that was a disappointment." Caspian mused.
"A bit of a disappointment?! The dwarves bore the brunt of holding the Telmarines off while you blew that horn! We could have planned something else had we known it would not work." snarled Nikkabrik the Dwarf.
"Well, the we thought the old legends would work, but they have not." sighed Dr. Cornelius.
"Who says they have not? We haven't tested them all yet." countered Nikkabrik, grinning.
"Which one could there be left?" asked Trufflehunter the badger.
"I mean a power so much greater than Aslan's that it kept Narnia spellbound for years and years!" answered Nikkabrik.
"You don't mean the White Witch?!" gasped Dr. Cornelius.
"As a matter of fact I do." said Nikkabrik.
"But she's dead!" countered Dr. Cornelius.
"And she was no friend of Narnia!" snarled Trufflehunter.
"She got on all right with us Dwarves!" said Nikkabrik.
"We have the blue fire ready to call her up!" said the Werewolf.
"No, I forbid this! This is my army and I..." protested Caspian angrily.
Nikkabrik, however, had thought this out thoroughly. He cut Caspian's arm and put the blood on the blue fire.
"Blood of a Son of Adam, revive that who is dead!" cried the old Hag, cackling.
Trumpkin, Edmund, and Peter burst into the room, but it was too late, the White Witch stepped out of the blue fire and returned. Caspian, Dr. Cornelius, Trufflehunter, Peter, Edmund, and Trumpkin ran for it.
"I have returned. I will set things right in Narnia!" declared the resurrected Queen Jadis. Nikkabik, the Hag, and the Werewolf grinned. Narnia was in big trouble!
