Uh, okay, okay.
So this goes there. Where'd I put that?
Right, okay.
Um, tighten this a little bit and, um, okay,
uh, engine's just about ready.
Kinda helped that we aren't getting shot at anymore.
And for that, we have
our new traveling companion to thank.
Is Uncle "Convenient" there gonna to ride with us?
I'm happy to hear we aren't the only ones
that think Keldor's suspicious.
Keldor's weapon does bear the same crest
as Adam's sword, does it not?
Evelyn had me track down a lot of Grayskull artifacts.
Not a single one had whatever that green stuff is.
Well, Adam is clever.
If something is amiss, I'm sure he'll feel it.
Why isn't Keldor just wiping the floor with them and taking the sword?
He doesn't want to scare the boy
into transforming into his muscle-bound alter ego
before Keldor can get his hands on the sword.
And we think we can trust him once he does?
If we can't, then we'll simply pry it
from his cold, dead, bony hand.
Apologies, nephew,
this is a reunion that is long overdue.
Not to be ungrateful,
but where have you been?
Why hasn't anyone come looking for me?
You don't remember what happened?
I don't remember anything before the jungle.
Nothing about you. Nothing about myself, even.
Adam, my brother,
your father,
he's the King of all Eternos.
Me, a Prince?
Trotting around in what?
White tights with a silly haircut?
You're being serious.
This is good news, boy.
You're a prince, as am I.
We're sons of the House of Randor.
The Heirs of Grayskull.
It is a responsibility you were literally born to handle.
Is that why the sword woke up
when I held it the first time?
Grayskull's secrets have been entrusted
to the royal bloodline for a millennium.
We are meant to use its power
to rule this land as we see fit.
I don't--I don't want to rule.
And why would you?
No child need bear the burden of this power alone.
There's not much burden anymore.
It ran out of juice the first time I used it.
So you can't change then?
How did you know I can change?
The pair of sociopaths with the rocket launcher told me.
Uncle?
-Adam! -Called it.
Adam!
I'm gonna go get the med pack.
You may explode them now.
Oops!
Onward to Grayskull.
I have the Power!
Adam?
Adam, wake up.
Teela?
Did we make it out?
Not quite.
Oh, man. How much rock is that?
I don't know. All of it?
All of the rocks ever?
Magic has its limits, and I'm about to hit mine.
We need a way out, fast!
Krass? Cringer?
It's just me in here.
Krass, are you okay?
I was wearing my helmet, so of course I'm okay.
You know what I mean.
Sure, I'm great.
There's plenty of room in here
under tons of rock with air running out.
Hey, easy.
We've got plenty of air down here, right, Teela?
Not unless you grabbed extra
while your uncle was burying us alive.
What did--what'd she say?
Krass, I'm thinking maybe we're on our way into you.
Then we'll figure a way out together.
I promise.
You better hurry.
These rocks aren't gonna stay floating on their own.
I'll get us in.
Just hold on a little bit longer.
Easy for you to say.
From the sounds of things, we don't have much time.
Please tell me you have a way to get us down to them.
Without any anti-grav or an earth mover?
Why don't you have any anti-grav or earth mover?
Uh, because they wouldn't fit in my backpack?
What's a backpack?
Right, talking tiger.
Um, don't worry about it.
All right, I know we had it in here somewhere.
Where is it? Aha!
I might be able to make do with this.
If we can restart the ship remotely,
the force of the blast should clear the rocks away.
I just need a space big enough to be able to bounce the signal down.
Oh, boy.
You're a big, strong tiger.
How do you feel about digging?
Easier said than done.
I can work with that too.
I'm gonna have to find a new apprentice, you know.
Fortunately for you, the vocational orphanages
have no shortage of strays.
I'm gone for a decade,
and here the two of you are, planning a family.
I fully expected you to have turned on each other by now.
Prince Keldor, why not fly ahead of us
since you know the way?
Because... I don't trust you.
We don't trust you that much, either.
Good.
At least you're smarter than you were ten years ago.
Change course, we're nearly there.
Adam?
Yeah, Krass?
Please tell me this isn't just like when I crashed.
Because this feels just like when I crashed.
Just stay calm.
What crash?
The one where she lost her parents.
It took the tribe three days
to free her from the wreckage.
How did she survive?
She was wearing her dad's helmet.
Remarkable.
Best I could do on short notice.
I can only imagine
what wonders you might be able to forge,
had you the time...
and resources.
Well, Kronis didn't let me
too far off the leash,
so your guess is as good as mine.
Wait, wait a minute. Was that offensive?
The leash thing?
That was probably offe--I offended you.
Okay, after I just gave you back your claws.
Hey, I'm a nice guy, right?
Friend, if I wanted to eat you,
I wouldn't need my claws to do so.
Whoa!
Aah!
Is this enough of an air pocket
to bounce your signal down to the ship?
Should be just enough.
All right, let's get some cover.
Once those jets go off,
we don't want to be anywhere near them.
You may want to consider warning our allies first.
Oh, right, sorry.
This is my first rescue.
Prince Keldor,
it's magnificent.
Kronis, don't you agree?
Roomier than I thought.
Patience, Kronis.
The castle's blasted Guardian
swore I'd never be able to find it again.
This proves the joke's on her.
Honey, I'm home!
Adam, do something!
I'm trying!
Krass, I can hold this rock
for maybe another few seconds,
but I can't move forward without dropping it.
Then how am I supposed to get the door open?
Ram it!
Hey, guys, this is Duncan.
Um, I'm turning on the engines now,
so please make sure you're inside the ship
so you don't explode along with the rocks.
Not now now, but in a few seconds.
Okay, I hope you're in position.
Three...
Two...
One.
Turn it off.
Turn it off!
--We did it!
-Yay. -Yay.
-Yay. -
Duncan, how far until Grayskull?
Assuming your uncle parked those sky sleds I've been tracking out front,
we're pretty close.
What did Evelyn want to do with the sword?
Get revenge on King Randor.
What did your uncle want to do with it?
I think he wants to become king,
and seeing as how he just buried
a bunch of kids alive, I don't think he'll make a very good one.
We need to hurry.
Everybody--even you, Witchy,
I'm so sorry I couldn't "ram up"
and get us out of there sooner.
Hey, I'm the one that messed up
and let Keldor get the sword.
I knocked the rocket off course and got us buried.
My boss fired that rocket, so...
When it mattered, I believe we all rammed up just fine.
Castle Grayskull.
When you dreamed about this place,
was it this intimidating?
Absolutely.
Behind this gate lies great power.
We must approach with caution.
Adam!
-Wait up. -Wait up.
Whoa.
Did we just come in or out?
Should we split up?
I guess they know we're coming now.
If they're even still here.
How do we know where they went once they came inside?
I think we follow the trail of breadcrumbs they left behind.
Who was she?
The guardian of this place.
The voice in your head?
I think this was hers too.
It would appear it belongs to you now, Teela.
It wants us to go this way.
Let's go find out why.
They say that like talking weapons is a thing.
It is now, I guess.
What is this place?
Well, if this was a ship,
I'd say this was probably the engine room.
Wait. Wait, wait.
We don't think this castle turns into a ship, do we?
Space castle's haunted.
Let me go!
Shush. The grown-ups are talking.
Release the child.
Release this castle's power to me
instead of my brother,
and you have yourself a deal, Sorceress.
Not ghosts, Krass.
Just echoes of the past.
My past.
Like a message in a bottle.
Proper use of the Power
requires selection of a totem
for mastery of one's true self.
Choose wisely.
The sword is the tool of a soldier,
one who fights at the behest of others,
a servant to the Power.
The scepter, on the other hand,
this is the totem of a true ruler.
Then seize the power
you truly deserve, Prince Keldor.
Aah!
What are you doing to me?
You did this to yourself
when you chose Havoc over Justice and Light.
Bleh.
Restore me or perish.
The Power of Grayskull
can only be commanded by a true champion.
So be it.
Really? The kid?
In what world is this boy a champion?
Leave her alone.
Being a champion is about defending those...
Who can't defend themselves.
There's the sword.
Here goes nothing.
By the power of... well, you, Castle.
I have the Power!
Sword wouldn't do that for me
when I tried using it.
I wonder why.
Is a better fighter not worthy?
One who makes decisions without hesitation.
A champion that isn't some child
playing at being a man!
Aah!
Why are you doing this?
I'm dying, nephew,
little by little,
afflicted with Havoc from one poor decision.
I thought you wanted to rule Eternos.
I can't very well do that
as a pile of cursed bones, can I?
--Aah!
Let me make this simple
for you, Champion.
Remove augen brights.
Reactivate this chamber...
Or I'll turn them
into monsters...
like me.