01x08 - The Calm Before the Storm

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This is your guy?

The hunter is our guy,
my dear Kronis.

Yeah, but can we trust him?

He seems a little... off.

This isn't my first
coup, you know.

We need numbers if we're
going to overthrow Skeletor.

Sure, but... look at him.

What even is that?

Ugh.

He's a woodsman.

He's doing what "woods-people"
do.

You're clearly an
"outside the box" kind of guy,

maybe even a little more
beast than man.

But what exactly is it
you bring to the table...

...aside from fashion
that's right up my alley...

and fleas?

R'Qazz can control animals.

Who's R'Qazz?

R'Qazz is R'Qazz.

Oh, I see. It's a whole
thing, yeah.

I can respect that.

When R'Qazz controls
these animals,

do they become evil?

If Skeletor wants them to be.

Good answer.

I like him.

So what's the job?

That Grayskull place that gave
the Tiger Tribe kids magic?

Grayskull is yesterday's news.

We're going after the
throne in Eternos,

and we have all the
power we need right here.

Hand Skeletor your weapon,

and I'll be more than happy
to show you how.

Good boy.

You forgot mine, Lord Skeletor.

Oh, I'm chewing on something
else for you.

Oh, dear brother...

If only you could see
what I'm doing right now...

If only you could feel the power
coursing through these tools.

Soon, Randor, you will taste
the ash and the fire

and the blood and the pain
that is the recipe

for both my victory...

and your defeat!

I have the Power!

♪ The Power is ours ♪

♪ It's in our
so-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-oul ♪

♪ The Power is ours ♪

♪ It's in our
so-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-oul ♪

♪ The Power is ours ♪

♪ Hey, we'll find our purpose ♪

♪ 'Cause we know
we're worth it ♪

♪ And we'll be remembered ♪

♪ We are the defenders,
defenders ♪

- ♪ Oh ♪
- ♪ We fight for the win ♪

♪ We fight till the end ♪

- ♪ We fight for the win ♪
- ♪ The Power is ours ♪

♪ It's in our soul ♪

Whoa!

This little practice session seems a
little one-sided, don't you think?

I guess I'm just
used to sparring with Krass.

Yeah, huh? When she's coming
back, by the way?

No clue.

Whoa!

Whew.

I'm sure I'll get
the hang of it.

Duncan, perhaps you should take
a breather and check on Teela.

Yep! Sure thing.
You guys just...

roar!

...out your feelings
or whatever.

We only just now met Duncan.

I'd hate for you to break him.

I can't exactly head back to the village
and spar with Krass, now, can I?

She made her choice.

And have you made yours?

I wouldn't even know
where to start with the king...

with my dad.

Eh, sometimes friendly waters
can appear to be dangerous.

Because of toothfish?

No.

It's a saying the Merfolk have.

It means you can't possibly know
what something is like

unless you try it for yourself.

"Hey, Dad, it's me,
the lost prince,"

feels like a pretty all-or-nothing
thing to do, Cringe.

One can observe a toothfish
without becoming a toothfish.

That isn't a saying.
You're just making that up.

You've never met the Merfolk.

You don't know.

- Come on.
- Come with me.

The monarchy is not responsible
for any loss or damage

- during a climate change event.
- Hurry!

- Go, go!
- The storm is coming, quick!

- Go this way... this way!
- Get to safety!

- Let's get out of here!
- Huh?

I'm supposed to live... there?

Watch it!

I'm trying to get home
before the storm hits.

Sorry. I was just distracted.

Give me those back!
He didn't pay for those!

I guess the guards are too busy

helping get everyone to shelter
to do their jobs!

Excuse me.

I need to... sneeze.

And you're sure General Dolos
hasn't checked in?

Not a peep since the day
he broke into the vault

and nipped that rubic
of Kirbinite.

I don't know what to think
about any of that.

Are we prepared to face this
mysterious storm front without him?

Market's closing. Hatches,
battened.

Doors, bolted. Windows, closed.

That's what I meant
by "hatches, battened."

Yeah, but the city's got its fair
share of actual hatches, too, dunnit?

We ain't leaving them
open, are we?

It's a simple yes or no.

Has the storm breached the border already,
Sire?

That wasn't the storm.

Stealing is wrong.

You aren't with the Guard.

What are you gonna do about it?

Ow!

Come back here!

There you go.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Thanks!

Aw, nuts.

Ah, that doesn't make any sense.

Keldor isn't hiding in Eternos.

Hey, Teela.

I really need to find a room
with a door...

and a door with a lock.

Any luck finding the bad guys?

Does a tiger lay eggs?

Whoa!

I mean, I never knew that
tigers could talk before, so...

Tigers don't lay eggs.

I know I'm doing the spell right,
but there's too much weird interference

for me to trace it back
to the source.

Which is...
Keldor's staff?

Exactly.

Well, if this was science
and not magic,

I'd say you just need to boost your
signal or find a stronger antenna.

Of course!

The supreme power chamber.

It can channel Havoc.

Uh, okay.

If I can tap into the
natural flow of Havoc itself,

I should be able to feel my way
back to the source.

Exciting, very exciting,

but isn't bringing Havoc
into the castle... I don't know...

a really bad idea?

Only if something goes wrong.

Your Highness, might we advise
caution this close to the storm?

There's only one thing that could
have created that type of energy,

and I'm willing to bet we will find
our missing sword at its source.

Get to shelter!

You!

What are you doing here?

Stopping...

Stopping this guy
from stealing...

Hey, what do you sell, anyway?

Uh, bags.

So that's a bag of... bags?

Well, it certainly ain't
a box, innit?

Arrest that man and take
the Sword of Power into custody.

Did you bring this
accursed weather upon my city?

Wha...

I'm not a criminal.

Besides, if I were responsible,

why would I be standing
here in it with you?

I think I might have an idea
who sent it your way, though.

Whoa!

Why are you protecting me?

It's... complicated.

Also, I'm pretty sure
I can't fight weather.

Then help me get anyone still
outdoors to safety instead.

In what world is this
boy a champion?

Leave her alone!

Being a champion is about defending
those who can't defend themselves.

No!

Ooh, I'm afraid that's
going to leave a mark.

No worse than
yours, fiend.

Use the last of your
power to fix me,

and I'll let the boy live.

I'd rather use it to make sure
you never find this castle

or the boy ever again.

No!

I'm guessing this isn't
the best time

to ask for help bringing Havoc
back into the castle?

As Guardians, we do what we must
to protect Grayskull and Eternia,

even if it means bringing
a part of nature

as chaotic and dangerous
as Havoc back into this castle.

I-I'm sorry.

You've been through enough
with Havoc already.

I'll find another way
to track Keldor.

No.

His power grows.

I have felt it in the ether.

It crawls across the
globe as we speak.

The interference on my map?

A harmful by-product of whatever
weapon Keldor is forging.

I know this is scary for you,
but if we can figure out

where he's building
whatever he's building,

we can stop him before he uses
Havoc to hurt anyone else.

You remind me of someone
I knew long ago.

Who?

Me. Let's get to work.

R'Qazz can push him off the
cliff while he isn't looking.

Not before we've gotten
our Havoc, woodsman.

It is taking a while,
though, isn't it?

I was about to eat a sandwich.

Hmm. I once knew a Sand Witch.

Maybe we should take cover
in the lower wards.

One of the other Masters of the
Universe used to live there.

"Other" Masters?
You shared the Power of Grayskull?

Why is it even ill*gal to use an
awesome power to do awesome things?

Few are responsible enough
to wield the Power,

even fewer, to wield
it for good.

No King of Eternos has ever
trusted himself with it,

not even me.

Your Grace, what do we do?

Follow me, citizens.

Oh, no! My boy!

No!

Don't you have some kind of tech
that can help with this?

The Royal Engineers have been
working to complete a defense shield

that could withstand
unstable elements like this,

a project started
by my former man-at-arms.

Kronis is working
for your brother now, you know.

So it was you who
left me the note

claiming that my brother was
still alive after all this time.

Why did you think Keldor
was ever gone at all?

Keldor stole my son
and rode out to Grayskull

to claim for himself
the Power you now flaunt.

When the Red Legion and I
arrived to rescue Adam, my boy,

the castle was gone,

the Sword of Power
all that remained in its stead.

Have you maybe considered
that since Keldor is alive,

Adam might be alive too?

I don't know that even
this king's heart could bear it

if that turned out to be false.

What if I told you...
it was true?

Why should I believe
a thing you say?

Get inside! Save yourself!

Stay away from my father!

Lightning Strike!

What did you call me just now?

Hey... Dad.

My... my son!

Nice to meet you, I guess.

"Meet" me?

I don't remember much
from... before.

It's a miracle you're
safe, Sire!

Fear not.

We'll get you back up to speed at my
side as a proper prince in no time.

I don't know that I want
to be a prince.

Nonsense.

But first things first.

You and your allies need to
relinquish the Power of Grayskull

and lay down your arms.

The Power of Grayskull just saved
you and everyone else here.

I'm not abusing it.

I'm using it for good.

No one is above the law...

not even my son.

Your Highness!

Is that the prince?

It doesn't matter.

Take that sword back
by any means necessary.

So it's gonna be like that, huh?

Only if you choose for it to be.

By the Power of Grayskull...

Wait! Stop!

...I have the Power!

I'm not coming home.

My boy.

I assume you went
to see the king.

Where's Teela?

We found Keldor,

despite all the Havoc interference
cast off by whatever he's building.

That storm was
just interference?

It could have destroyed
the city.

Keldor is manipulating powers
he does not truly understand.

Then we don't have time to wait for
him to do something on purpose.

Where is my uncle?

The people of Eternos don't deserve
whatever Keldor's planning.

He's in the Fright Zone, Adam.

Should we send the army instead?

You are the prince, after all.

No.

We're on our own.

Saving Eternia is up to us.

Such power.

R'Qazz likes.

Least mine ain't squeakin'
no more.

"Thank you, Skeletor."

Thank you, Skeletor.

Ah, it would seem the brats
have pinpointed our location.

What kind of trap would this be
if they didn't?