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Seven centuries have passed since the earth plunged into darkness.

Seven centuries since the Jettiter swore to regain for man his lost knowledge

and freedom.

All the immortals took the oath. All except one who dominates the world.

But soon an immortal will come to confront him. His name is Quentin

is the Highlander.

We're losing, Brown.

Faster!

Don't worry, Dick. We'll lose them.

We have to get out of the open area.

Look, Ramirez, an island. We can hide there.

Keep firing.

Don't let them get to the island.

Just a little more, and we're safe.

Run for it! Into the trees!

Ah, they're prisoners on this island.

We'll circle it with tanks and cut it off from the ice field.

This time they won't escape.

But this is great. They'll never find us here.

It's coming from these furs.

This just might be tonight's supper.

Oh!

Baby crabs!

What? Let me see!

Well, I'll be... Ramirez, how could you?

Sorry. I... I didn't... All right, all right. I didn't do anything, did I?

Come on, let's go.

Did you go?

Don't look so miserable.

You'd make a lovely mom, old buddy.

What's that?

Hunters?

Let's not take any chances.

We're going through this forest with a fine -tooth comb.

One column that way, another through here.

Surround the island, then straight to the center.

Let's go!

Wild grans!

Incredible!

They don't look too friendly.

Don't worry.

Gull is a Grinch just like them. And he'll get us out of here.

So Gull's gonna save us, is he?

I think I preferred the net.

I believe we're home.

Incredible.

Wow, talk about a treehouse.

I wonder what our furry friends are going to do with us next.

Maybe Gull can handle them. He looks ready to take on an army.

I wish I knew what they were saying to each other.

Who knows?

At last, someone we can talk to. Took me years to understand them, young folk.

Years and years.

And to whom do we owe the honor?

O 'Kiff's the name. O 'Kiff, young folk. Best trapper in the highlands.

But decided to take refuge here to escape from the hunters.

Who built this place?

The grans! These funny creatures accepted me. And in exchange, I taught

few things, like how to make traps and build huts in the trees.

Wild grans don't like humans. And they especially don't like tame grans.

To them, they're just traitors and sissies.

Your pup has to challenge one of them to get accepted here.

My pup will make mint meat.

What if he doesn't? If he loses, I wouldn't want to be in your

shoes.

What? You mean it's not over?

The snow spider's next. What? Snow spider?

Your champ has to get the spider out again.

Just between you and me.

That snow spider is no more poison than a ladybug.

Real harmless.

Mega -Mango, I hope you like it, too.

Soldiers are coming.

Hundreds of them.

They're bad.

Very, very bad. It can only be hunting.

The rack just won't give up. Hunters will destroy this whole island to find

Maybe the grands can help us fight them off.

The wild grands have set traps all around the Sequoia Forest.

Here, here, and here. But there are hundreds of hunters with very powerful

weapons. Ask Moko if the Grans can build even more traps right away.

No problem.

He says we just made sure the hunters fought for them.

Don't worry. We'll take care of that.

Looking for us, are you?

They're here!

We've got them!

Forward! Surround them!

Time to break our sprint record, McCloud!

We'll need to get some from the village.

Uncle!

Be careful, little sister.

Mitra Rack, they're in the trees. We can't see them.

Just keep shooting.

I'm going to take care of the Highlander.

The Highlander can't be too far away.

A little luck.

Uh -huh.

Just what I need.

I think it's time to turn up the heat on our hunter friends.

Good. The wind's with us. We'll smoke them out.

Won't it set the village on fire?

No. The Sequoias can't catch fire easily. They're too solid.

The fire's spreading.

We can't back out. Then go.

Forward, idiot!

Maybe this will teach them not to invade people without an invitation.

Quentin. Ramirez.

A rat has kidnapped Clyde.

Clyde. Oh!

Clyde. Let go of her! Gladly. She's served her purpose.

You're not the only one who can set traps, McCloud. Grab him!

Forward! Advance!

Great! Cowards!

Fight! That's an order!

Hold on, Quentin!

Foiled again, rat.

Not quite yet.

You have five minutes to get out. You and every one of

your men.

They won't be back for a while.

I'd love to see Iraq's face now.

All the men are assembled, Major.

Inform them we're leaving. You won't always have an army to protect you,

McCloud.

Thank you for your presence, Moko.

We'll think of you as we travel south.

Hey, where's Gol? I haven't seen him since the battle. I hope he's... Gol!

Gol!