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Rest now to rise again, Father.

May your next life show you peace.

Let's see what we got here.

Ooh, new clothes.

We should move out while the lizards' trail is still fresh.

Mumm-Ra's lair is probably past the Sand Sea...

so we have quite a journey ahead of us.

Mumm-Ra?

Jaga told us to first seek out the Book of Omens.

Those were my teacher's last words to us.

The book can wait. It has for centuries.

But only the book can provide us answers, Lion-O.

Answers?

I already know who destroyed our city, who killed our king.

What other answers do you need?

If it was either one of us on that funeral pyre...

Father would have already buried that demon.

I intend to do him the same justice.

- You're angry, Lion-O. - I should hope I'm not the only one.

We are going after Mumm-Ra. And that's a command.

You are the king.

It's just junk. What is it, Kit?

I can't believe it. Prince Lion-O and Tygra to the rescue.

The names are Wilykat and Kit. We thought we were the only cats left.

Maybe we can join you until we get where we're going...

Eldara, the city of treasure.

Never heard of it.

Of course not. I've got the only proof.

No.

Please?

We can't just leave them here.

We're on a mission to avenge our father and you wanna play babysitter?

They're gonna have to take care of themselves.

Now let's go.

I said no.

Sorry, kids.

Just so you know, we're not following you.

You're just walking in front of us.

We've lost the trail, Lion-O.

And our supplies are dangerously low.

I don't care. We keep moving forward.

What is that?

Snarf just found the Sand Sea.

Mumm-Ra's lair must be just on the other side.

Do you see a way around it?

I think I see something better.

Food.

- Yeah. - Food.

Yes, yes, yes.

Mm, mm, mm.

Hey, anyone else wondering where all this came from?

Quite the catch, I'd say.

What's all that racket?

That better be the Ramlak you spineless jellyfish are carrying on about.

Another worthless haul.

Take what the crew doesn't eat of them and turn it into chum.

Whiskers.

That bait was meant for the beast.

I am Lion-O, lord of the Thundercats, and I order you to release us.

Huh?

It talks. And it's still got some fight in it.

Well, Lion-O, lord of the Thundercats...

I am Coynelius Toonar, captain of this ship, and I order you filleted.

Let's start with the little ones. Their meat'll be the most deliciously tender.

Huh? Aah!

The Ramlak. At long last, my wretched quarry returns.

Come on, you filthy maggots, this is the moment we've waited for.

Fight.

Thundercats, ho.

The food's fighting better than you.

That's the spirit, boy-o. Show this cowardly crew how it's done.

Run, you coward. You can't escape me forever.

I'll follow you straight to the flaming pits of Mag Mell before I give you up.

Now, what were we talking about before the interruption?

I believe we were discussing how we'd fillet you.

But had I known you were such fine warriors...

I would have gladly served my own first mate to you on a platter.

Listen up, fishies.

These fine fellows are our new shipmates...

so treat them like you would your own scaly brothers.

And fix the little ones some food.

- Food! - Food!

Welcome to the crew.

Why don't I feel good about this, Tygra?

Tygra?

Hurry up, you landlubber.

How can I be so much faster when I've got twice the years and one less leg?

How did you lose it, captain?

I didn't lose this leg, it was taken by the Ramlak.

And so was our oasis home.

We had a watery paradise amid this barren desert...

and that vile creature drank it dry.

Do you know what it's like, Lion-O...

to have everything taken from you and replaced with rage?

A rage that won't go away until the monster who took it all is no more.

Aye.

More, please.

That's it. Let's put some fat on those hungry bellies.

I like my dishes a little spicy. How about some seasoning?

Yes, please.

Mm. This is going to be delicious.

What's that?

Seconds, of course.

I'll tell you, Lion-O...

we would have sunk the Ramlak long ago if this crew wasn't full of insubordinates.

What do you do when they question the course you've set?

A crew rarely knows what's best for them.

Everything you do is for that sorry lot, and they still go soft on you.

When they do, you have to sail on, with or without them.

I see it. There.

A quarter arc of the sun's journey straight ahead.

Good spot, lad. Quit flapping around, you lazy lumps.

The chase is on.

Thunderstorm just blew in ahead. I advise we sail around it.

And lose the Ramlak's trail? Full speed ahead.

But, captain, we'll never survive.

The only thing that's not surviving is the Ramlak.

Into the storm we go.

Lion-O, this is madness. What are you doing?

Not letting anything stand in my way. Not a storm, not you.

Faster, faster. I can taste its foul breath on the wind.

Captain, please. The ship won't survive long in this storm.

It's time to turn back.

I see you're just as soft as the rest of the chum on this ship.

- Come on, lad. It's you and me. - I'm right beside you, captain.

Isn't it exhilarating?

Don't forget to save some for the Ramlak.

This old chef is tired of cooking. It's his turn to eat.

That's why we made this for you. Looks good, huh?

What? Unh.

You said you love that spicy stuff, so we just used a ton of that.

Thanks for the food.

It's surfacing. Now's our chance.

- You ready, my boy? - Always.

Take out the arms. Then we go for the head.

What are you doing? Don't stop, lad. Its end is nigh.

The crew. They're going to drown.

Never mind them. We can always get a new crew.

We finish this now before he submerges again.

Isn't it the crew we're fighting for?

Don't tell me you're going soft like the rest?

I guess I am.

Come on, beast. For hate's sake I spit my last breath at thee.

You won't slip away this time. Unh. I've got you now.

Everyone over here.

Pull, Lion-O. You've got it.

You steered us into quite a storm, Lion-O.

I lost sight of what's important, and for that I'm...

- No! - Lion-O!

Give him back, you slimy sack of tentacles.

We got our water back.

Yeah!

Thanks to you, we have our home back.

I'm sorry about your captain.

It was his own foolish choice that led him to his sandy grave.

We'd better get moving before the sun sets.

So, what orders do you have for your crew?

- Set our course for the Book of Omens. - Aye, aye, captain.

And what do we do with these two stowaways?

I said I'm not going to babysit.

It's a good thing they've proven they can take care of themselves.

If Jaga knew where the Book of Omens was...

Claudus never would have sent Panthro and I to look for it.

The Sword of Omens is what's important.

Is that so, Grune?

If he has nothing to hide...

then explain why he so fiercely resists my efforts to probe his mind.

The Sword of Omens is but a part of a bigger picture.

The Book of Omens has a more important use.

Your magic is strong, wizard, but today you will break.

- Aah! - Where is the book?

You know I'll die before revealing the book's location.

Come, now, don't be afraid.

The dark magic in this lantern...

will force you to show us the location of the Book of Omens.