And that takes care of that.
-Ow!
I've got you!
-Biting me is not helping.
No way I let a Tracker get the Scepter.
Don't worry. I've played every Crypt-Explorer game ever made.
I got this.
This isn't a video game, Hoag.
No save points. No do-overs.
Hey, I'd like to see you do this with four feet.
Okay, just try to stay still and don't throw off my balance.
Why, what are you gonna-- Oh, oh no!
-Hoagie!
Don't move.
Where am I gonna go?
-Knock it off, Jayce.
Hanging over a bottomless pit here!
-Hoagie! -Shak!
A Dowser?
Lucy! Get us out! Help!
Stop shouting, Hoagie. I need to concentrate.
Jayce!
Hang on! We're gonna get you.
No, no, no.
If you start fighting again, I'll push you both into the pit.
Let's just get out of this room together.
Temporary truce.
Hold up!
Okay. We can go now.
I almost died the last time I was in here.
Come to think of it, that's true for a lot of places I go.
Oh, this is nothing.
You should see my real death rooms.
Now, test that baby out. Call your ride.
Jumpy here will teleport you anywhere you need to go,
as long as there's water there.
And don't get a scratch on him.
We will notice.
Let's get slimy. To Selcouth.
So we beat the death trap.
Where's the Scepter of the Primus now?
That was just trial one. There are four, total.
So, you guys knew we were going to have to face all of that?
Not exactly. The trials change each time the Scepter needs a new Primus.
Hmm, did Daniel's notebook have any clues about--
Wait a second. Where is Daniel?
Uh, he's gone.
Gone? What does that mean?
Is he… is he dead?
-Well… -Sorry, Dowser.
That's Tracker business.
The less you know, the less chance you'll get Daniel rejousted again.
Daniel's not just a Tracker. He's our friend. Tell us where he is.
-You'll see him when you're supposed to. -Tell us now, Jayce, or--
Or what? You'll arrest me?
Look, if you care so much, you can always leave the trial and go look for him.
Uh-uh. That door is mine.
Just because you look like a complete troll,
doesn't mean you have to act like one.
Good one, sis.
Stay sharp, Hoag. We barely made it out of that alive.
Not everybody did. I saw a Dowser at the bottom of the pit.
Wait, what?
Who was it? Was it Elyse? Is she dead?
I don't know. Maybe?
Huh.
Wow. It's beautiful.
You know, for a death trap.
We have to catch up before they get too far ahead.
I'm guessing I have to mix these together somehow.
Guessing? How can you not know?
Isn't this what magic's all about?
Nobody teaches Dowsers where spell ingredients come from.
That's what Trackers are for.
If you guess wrong, that lava will burn us to a crisp.
We're already behind, and you're stressing me out even more.
Okay, Lucy. You can figure this out.
Oh, stop! That does not smell right. Ditch it!
The stink's following me! Get it off! Get it off!
I don't know what any of this does!
I hate to say it, but Daniel could totally do this. Easy.
You're right. But if we don't figure it out quick,
I'm gonna lose the Scepter.
You know that's your spell and not me, right?
I can't believe that worked! You beautiful, giant amphibian!
-Daniel? -Save the catching up for later.
Where's Jayce?
Of course.
You pop up and it's all about helping your Tracker pal.
No, wait. You don't understand.
I came from Nurenya's realm and found out--
No. I do understand.
You are a bad friend. You put yourself first.
There's always some crisis that has to be dealt with right now.
But when we needed you, really needed your help,
you're nowhere to be found.
Okay, I admit it. I messed up.
And by the smell of it, I'm not the only one.
Either Hoagie had bean burritos,
or someone's screwed up making a fireproof spell.
If you're trying to win us over, reminding me I don't have burritos is bad.
Did you use fresh Ignis root sap?
Not exactly.
You guys might not want to work with me, but we're running out of time.
I'm making the spell.
Okay, make it. But hurry.
Shak and Jayce are ahead of us, and that demon Tracker cannot be Primus.
Who cares about the Primus?
A new Primus could finally address so many of the problems that--
It's the Scepter. Jayce needs it to unleash a Golden Age of Magic.
But Nurenya told me that what he's after is Dread Magic.
If he lets it loose, this ends with the world being corrupted.
Just like him. Whoa!
This is bigger than being Primus, or Tracking,
or whatever's going on with us.
Okay, Daniel, I'm tabling our problems. For now.
We can hash it out once we get the Scepter.
Hey, I hope you got every part of my beautiful tail.
I'm quite attached to it.
Hey, Danny, since we're all working together again,
why don't you tell Lucy
what this oh-so-special container Jayce wants is called?
I mean, the name is a big part of how Jayce got you to work with him.
It's called the, uh, Coffer of the Spellbounds.
Oh, I see! Now it all comes together.
He played right to the Spellbound ego.
Okay, I get it. You don't have to trust me forever.
Just long enough to stop Jayce.
You want us to trust you, Daniel? That means you're going through first.
It didn't work! I'm on fire! I'm burning!
-Oh no! Daniel!
Ah-ha!
I knew you all really cared about me. Come on.
A burning joke from a guy on thin ice?
-I can appreciate that. -Very funny, Daniel.
Okay, it's some kind of puzzle room trial.
Let's see.
The window. Mirrors.
Maybe bouncing sunlight on that door to get out?
That makes sense. Let's do it.
Well, at least this room isn't trying to kill us.
It wasn't me!
Guys, we've got more of that fireproof spell, right?
We ran out making sure someone's curly tail was covered.
A good Tracker never panics. Let's hustle.
On three! One, two, three!
Stop, stop, stop!
Any more mistakes like that, and we're gonna melt like queso dip.
Okay, we need to do this much quicker.
Jayce was already ahead. What if he got through?
Shak! Quick! I need help.
I'm already helping, bro. This shield won't last long. Hurry!
Oh, I'm guessing these mirrors aren't lava-proof.
We're all good.
Go up front and adjust the first mirror. I'll take Hoagie to the exit.
Okay, Shak. It's buzzer-beater time.
I'm gonna levitate you out the window,
then you'll use a levitation spell to pull me up.
Levitation? I've never done that spell before.
You can do it. You have to. It's the only way to save us.
Okay, I'll try.
You can do it.
Whoa!
It's okay. I got you.
Get ready to move, in case we have to adjust any mirrors.
On three!
One, two, three!
It's working!
No! We had it! What happened?
There's no way to adjust the other mirrors now. Time's up.
Lucy, do you think you can levitate us up to the window?
Good idea!
I have a better idea.
Whoa!
You sure about this, Lucy?
Not especially.
Wow! It's hot!
Oh, good job. See you outside.
Come on, let's move.
Come on! Go, go, go!
You made it! I knew you would!
Uh-huh. That why you bolted out?
I would like to point out I am the only member of our party
not wearing shoes.
Does that mean Jayce and Shak are still in there?
They've been in longer than we were.
We can't let Shak die.
Ow!
Okay, I think I have a plan.
I have a plan too. It's called getting the Scepter.
Jayce has no problem looking out for himself.
Are you with us or not?
Check out what's on top of that statue.
Lucy, wait! That's not a…
Freeing the Scepter out of that thing is the final trial.
Uh, maybe we can just give it a snack.
I'm sorry, Jayce.
I feel like I just got you back.
Hey, we're not going out like this. Trust me.
No!
Okay, hold this for a sec.
Big bro! You did it!
Jayce?
No time to rest. We have to go.
Okay, okay, maybe we're overthinking it.
I mean, if I had a giant hunk of metal in my back,
I'd be happy if someone pulled it out.
You're right. The Scepter is right there. I'm gonna go get it.
Okay, but doesn't that seem just a little--
Zip it, Spellbound. I need to concentrate.
Oh, I can't watch.
Had to try. Got nothing to lose at this point.
Right. Right. Uh, what about our lives?
Yes!
Back off, Jayce. We got here first.
And yet, you don't have the Scepter.
Daniel! I'm so happy you're alive.
Spellbound? You're working with the Dowser who got you rejousted?
I should have never helped you. You have no loyalty to anyone.
I may mess up, but I'll always stay true to my friends.
You stopped being one the minute you tried to corrupt me with Dread Magic.
-Now back off. -I'm not leaving without the Scepter.
The Coffer is not what you think.
You open it up and the world gets infected by the same magic
that changed you into… that.
As usual, you have no clue what you're talking about.
I need to open the Coffer to not only heal myself
but the entire world.
Magic becomes more scarce by the day.
The power inside will allow magic to thrive and grow more powerful.
Cool. Let's have this discussion with someone
who hasn't spent the last five years in a Soul Box.
Trying to stop me would be a bad idea.
Mister, all we have are bad ideas.
Yep, no, that was an awful line. It sounded way cooler in my head.
All right, enough talking.
Hey, everyone.
So glad you could make it to my coronation party.
Elyse! You're alive?
Wait, who's this lady?
She's a Dowser, and she's dressed the worst.
Can't blame you for thinking I was dead.
After all, I lost four very dear friends,
making my way through these trials, and…
Nah, I can't play. Those weren't my friends.
They're goons I used to test my path up this volcano.
I ran out of test subjects to show me how to beat this dumb thing.
Lost the last one just a few minutes ago.
So here's the deal, Lucy-Goosey.
You're going to get the Scepter for me,
or I will make all your friends suffer.
Until the very end.
Oh, okay, cool with me.
This little piggy is about to go to the market.
Hoagie!
No, please! Not like this!
Okay, okay, I'll do it. Just let them live.
Oh. I thought you'd see it my way.
Oh, but don't worry, sweetie.
When I'm Primus, I'll still let you work for me.