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Now is not the time to be tinkering with junk.

People think you're crazy as it is.

It's not junk, it's technology. I don't care what they think.

Maybe you should.

People are talking about you pardoning those lizards.

They say it's another example...

of you not taking your position as heir to the crown seriously.

We've been at war with the lizards for generations.

Maybe it's time to look at things differently.

That's your problem. You look at lizards and see victims.

You look at junk and see mythical tech.

When are you going to grow up?

When I do, I hope I'm nothing like you.

What is that?

Even from this distance I can smell them. Lizards. And there are many.

Sound the alarm!

This attack comes not a day after I pardoned two of those filthy beasts.

Now do you see the results of leniency?

I was only trying to act like a prince.

You undermined our power and made the cats look weak.

It's no wonder everyone thinks your brother should be king.

Grune, Tygra, come with me. We need to ready our defenses.

Jaga, prepare your clerics.

And me?

You will remain here.

He's lost all faith in me, Jaga.

What is important is that you do not lose faith in yourself.

Hurry. To the underground shelter. Quickly.

Come on, Kit, we have to get out of here.

That could've been us.

Thundera once again turns to you, noble warriors, to defend her.

Tonight, as we go into battle, I only ask that you fight like cats.

For our ancestors, for the pride.

Fire!

It was getting a bit rank in there, General Slithe.

A night in that rock is nothing compared to how long I've waited...

to set foot inside the cat's impenetrable castle.

This time you'll finally fall, Claudus.

For the pride.

That's it. Let's send these cowards running once and for all.

By Thundera. What sorcery is this?

I can't believe it, Snarf. Technology was my dream.

How did it become my nightmare?

All those years of having to listen to people

tell me I was crazy for believing in this.

Well, Snarf, it's about to pay off.

Quickly, behind the walls. Behind the walls.

How quickly things change for the cats.

From top predator to endangered species in a single day.

- Will nothing stop them? - I believe there is one thing, my lord.

Grune, what is going on?

You sent me out to find the Book of Omens, Claudus.

Instead I found this.

Ultimate power.

You would betray your own species?

My allegiance to you has earned me nothing.

Therefore, I have aligned myself with a superior force and I will take what I want.

Never.

There's no need to resort to violence.

I'm quite willing to make a deal for the sword.

There is nothing you have that I want.

Bring forth the prisoner.

Panthro. You're alive.

Do we have a deal?

I didn't think you'd go for it.

I guess I will just have to take the sword from you.

You are forgetting one thing, Grune: Jaga's clerics.

Ugh!

I'm going after Panthro.

You can't leave the protection of the clerics.

And I can't leave my friend with those monsters.

Your rule has come to a long overdue end, Claudus.

Now, drop your inferior weapons.

How can you defeat technology if you don't even understand it?

Luckily, I know a thing or two about it, you traitor.

Where are you going?

To show the lizards that the Sword of Omens...

is the greatest weapon of them all.

Thundercats. Ho!

You came for me.

I'd fight an army twice that size to save you, old friend.

Now, help me.

Father!

Aah!

No!

Father.

No matter what happens, you've made me proud today.

You, a traitor too, Panthro?

Not quite.

Have you not considered that if technology is real...

then so are the things of your worst nightmares?

Mumm-Ra.

The day I have always feared has arrived.

Clerics, to the death.

You are but insects to the power of Mumm-Ra...

the ever living.

Thundera has fallen.

We've lost our kingdom, our father and the sword. We lost everything.

This is my fault, Tygra.

I didn't know what it meant at the time, but I did see a vision through the sword.

- Mumm-Ra. - And you told no one?

This is exactly why you aren't fit to be king.

Your decisions always bring disaster.

Supper time. I brought you a very special meal.

Hey, remember me? I granted you mercy.

A chance for peace between our species, and this is how you repay me?

- You can't even look at me now. - Just eat your supper.

What is it?

Sometimes my decisions bring disaster.

And sometimes they bring a key.

These two are all that remain of the fabled guardians of the crown.

You are Jaga, sorcerer to the dead king.

And you are even more grotesque than the stories suggested.

Did your stories neglect to tell you that the stone in that sword is mine?

I want it back.

I'm afraid an ancient spell prevents the sword...

from being touched by the hands of evil.

That is why you're going to remove the spell.

Never.

Then I will just have to find another way.

Ah!

I could get used to this.

You took my father's life, but you won't take his sword.

Thunder.

Thunder.

Thunder.

Thundercats, ho!

You cannot comprehend the forces you are dealing with.

Ancient spirits of evil...

transform this decayed form into Mumm-Ra the ever--

Cheetara?

She's a cleric?

Let's go.

Quickly, through here.

After them.

Ugh!

Take down the door.

Before we go any further, there is something that must be done.

It can wait.

It must be now.

We're almost through.

Your left arm.

For the Eye of Thundera and the Sword of Omens.

Now, Lion-O, lord of the Thundercats, go.

You're going with us, Jaga.

I will only slow you down.

At least this way I can buy you time to get to safety.

The Book of Omens lies at the foot of the setting sun.

You must find it before Mumm-Ra does.

I can't do this alone.

You won't have to. You have everything you need, Lion-O.

Whatever questions remain, the answers are in the Book of Omens.

Find it.

Now go.

Out of my way.

Go!

This is only the beginning.