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Meow.

Your wound is festering with dark magic.

I... I don't know if that's necessary.

Oh, it's no trouble at all. You're lucky to be alive.

I've always wanted to use these.

Here, bite down on this.

Hey, that's my boyfriend you're operating on!

Oh! Humans! Sound the alarm!

Hold! Please, Vendel of Dwoza.

I humble myself before you.

Camelot needs your help.

Gunmar the Black's swarm of Gumm-Gumms are ready to strike.

The monsters seek vengeance on both our kind.

And after all you've done, you expect us Trolls to fight this war for you?

No, not for me; With me, as equals.

Glorkus me!

I vow, if we win this war, we shall live in peace.

Ha!

Hey!

Move your rocky butt, Calamity!

Hu-hu-humans!

It's an infestation!

No, I believe it's a negotiation.

By Gorgus, the king seeks an alliance!

Are they mad?

Gumm-Gumms are terrifying warriors while we are but humble gravel miners.

How do you expect us to ever defeat Gunmar?

We will give you a secret weapon.

A weapon?

You really think they can work this out?

They have to, or everyone in Camelot and Dwoza are doomed.

Then so is saving history. Great.

I assure you, all will be fine once I've completed my amulet.

So, this is the once and future Trollhunter I've heard of.

May I have a word, alone?

Um, sure. Be right back.

I can't believe it.

Arthur wants us Trolls fighting alongside his big, shiny knights like heroes?

Us? No one's asking you to fight, No-Name.

I knew you were cursed, Callista.

You've brought outsiders and their war into our home!

Hey, look who it is... Blinkous the Gumm-Gumm Tamer.

Hey, your prisoner awaits.

Just don't get too close to him. You know what happened to the other Troll.

What happened?

Well, beastie here pulled his eyes out.

His eyes?

- All of them? - Yep.

At least he couldn't see his limbs getting torn off.

- Great Gronka Morka! - Have fun in there, Galadrigal.

Greetings, Savage One.

I bring undergarments as a snack.

Have you eaten?

Not my eyes!

Are... Are you all right?

Why aren't you indiscriminately smashing my spine?

When Gunmar find out Aaarrrgghh fail, Gunmar kill Aaarrrgghh.

Well, that seems a tad harsh.

One may say an overreaction.

Perhaps eating this woolly muck will lift your spirits.

Ugh. Plech! Oh.

Go. Leave Aaarrrgghh to die.

Oh, my, it seems we are both lost causes.

I'm no tamer of Gumm-Gumms.

I'm a weakling, a coward, a pacifist.

"Pa-cee-fist"...

Don't know word.

Mm. Tasty socks.

I regret that it is beyond my power.

When you return to the present, the shard will finish its work.

So, that's it, then.

Thanks for trying, Merl.

Hey, is everything okay?

- What are you talking about? - Oh, um... nothing.

Just Merlin prepping me for the trip home.

Wait, wait, wait, you finally finished the Heart of Avalon?

- It's working? - Indeed.

But first, we must survive the battle to come.

Wizard...

we've reached an agreement.

Now you must convince the crowd.

Trolls of Dwoza, hear us now!

As we speak, death comes for us all.

But we bring an offer of hope.

Here comes the light show!

I've designed a grand weapon,

an amulet which will choose the greatest warrior among you

to banish the Gumm-Gumm menace from our realm and become the Trollhunter!

Trollhunter?

The amulet's power will activate Killahead Bridge,

once a border between our worlds,

turning it into a magic prison for Gunmar and his brood,

trapping them in the Darklands and ending this war!

Wow. We would finally have peace?

No more bloodshed, no more dungeons...

The Trollhunter could save our kind.

Stop gawking, outsider.

I, Draal, Dwoza's strongest, shall be chosen for glory!

The battle will not be easy.

While the wizard builds this am-yoo-let,

the king's men will train our bravest.

- Indeed. I shall guide the... - Yeah!

Knights Steve and Lance here to whip you big hosses into warriors!

Krav Maga! Turtle stance!

Whoo! Ah! Hee-yaw!

Then we ride for Killahead to draw Gunmar out.

- Yeah! - Yeah!

Hmm.

Well, it seems we may have a shot at surviving this after all.

One shot is the best I can offer.

When Killahead activates, it shall unleash a surge of magic across the realm.

Just enough to power the Heart of Avalon for a trip through time.

But only one, which means everything must go according to my plan.

Hisirdoux, with me.

I need your assistance.

At least we're reunited.

We'll get through this... together.

Come on, I wanna take you somewhere.

Uh, you two take a beat.

Merlin and I have still got to actually finish

the amulet all our hopes are riding on.

Arthur has sorcerers of his own.

They won't be tricked by your impure changelings again.

With your Decimaar Blade, all will submit to your will.

Do it.

Bring the witch to me.

Go, build your army.

Tonight, the Wild Wood will run red.

Our enemies will tremble.

All right, men... Uh, Trolls! Trolls!

Warfare is both art and skill.

Listen up, rock-jocks!

Class is in session for Steve's Knight School of Hard Knocks and Rocks!

When I'm done with you,

the amulet will have lean, mean, kick-butt fighters to choose from.

Hey! If you pull it out, you eat it!

Right now.

Let's get swole!

Your arms need to become hammers to nail down your enemies!

You're out!

I guarantee nobody will be kicking sand in your face anymore!

Become a champion of freedom and love,

worthy to be sculpted on Greek marble!

♪ Show me what you got! ♪

Claire? The battle's coming.

Sure we have time for random surprises?

Okay...

now you can look.

Wow, what a nice field?

Wait, is this...

- Is that... - It's your house in Arcadia!

Or it will be in, like, a thousand years.

Thought you could use a reminder of home...

of better times...

and us.

Claire, that's... incredible!

You teleported us across the planet just for a date!

I hope you're hungry for meat pies

because it was either that or Callista's sock casserole.

Claire, this is perfect.

So, earlier...

I figured out what Merlin was talking about.

- You did? Claire, I... - Yeah.

You were wondering if Merlin's new amulet would choose you.

I think one's enough, hero.

- Yeah. - Hey, wanna see a new trick I learned?

Uh, since when did you become such an awesome wizard?

Douxie's a pretty solid teacher.

I wanted to be ready for whatever comes next.

I'm not losing you again.

We should probably head back,

get ready for Killahead.

Can't we stay longer?

Like forever?

Maybe just a few more minutes.

The gems have the exact resonance and light transmissions we require.

Which one speaks to you?

This one.

Quick! Harvest the wave!

Do not lose it!

Hold steady!

Ironic.

Morgana fought against the amulet.

Now she helps power it.

At least she could lend a hand, eh?

There is but one final step.

To lock the amulet together, two master wizards are required.

By Ambrosius' Gleaming...

Is that...

- Is that for me? - Thought you'd make something of it.

You've done great things with less, like that bracelet of yours.

No, I, uh... I can't accept this.

I'm not worthy.

That humility is exactly why it belongs to you.

Let us finish this, Master Wizard.

Ad Lucem Gloria Mea.

Ad Lucem Gloria Mea.

Ad Lucem Gloria Mea.

Now come along.

It is time for the amulet to choose our champion.

Today, the amulet will choose one of you to defend your people,

to hunt these Trolls who have betrayed your kind.

You will no longer fear the daylight.

You will wield it as the Trollhunter.

Let's see which of you brown-snouters gets picked.

- It would be my honor. - I am ready.

For the Glory of Merlin... awake.

Whoa, whoa!

Rise, Trollhunter...

and become.

Uh, I think your amulet has the wrong Troll.

No, the amulet does not make mistakes.

For whatever reason, it has chosen you.

Speak the incantation.

Find your purpose, the savior of our worlds.

Me? I've never been chosen for anything.

- "For the Glory of..." - Bushigal!

It chose Callista the Calamity?

She's basically a fleshbag.

This is the humans' big plan?

The only place that outsider will lead us is death!

Ignore them. Accept this honor.

No, they're right, I'm not a hero. I'm not even good at being a Troll.

- Go on, say the words! - Cal, wait!

I... I can't do this!

Is this some sick human joke?

I believe you fleshbags have done enough damage.

We're doomed!

Gumm-Gumms are coming for us

and we've wasted time with your silly games!

We must hide!

We all must fight as allies.

You think just because your king gives us a shiny toy, you can buy our loyalty?

Leave, and take your trinkets with you!

These creatures will never trust me.

Why should they?

This was a mistake.

The amulet chose Callista?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, wasn't Deya the first Trollhunter?

Either way, without one, Killahead will be a bloodbath.

I think I know where Callista went.

Claire?

What about the king?

Doesn't history need him at Killahead as well?

Don't worry, I'm on it.

Blast it! If we are all doomed, at least you should be free!

- Free? - Yes!

So that you can go and thrive in our very limited time left!

Quickly! Go!

Embrace life!

Begone, I said!

Shoo! Shoo!

I like you.

He likes me?

My word. The gargantuan brute likes me.

Reflecting, my king?

I was convinced magic had taken everything from me...

but it was my own doing.

I tried to protect my people

at the expense of so many others.

Morgana was right.

She wasn't evil.

Brother?

I was.

It's true you've done...

questionable things,

but the fight's not over yet.

There's still time to make things right for those you've wronged.

Help me save them.

Who are you, boy?

I am Hisir...

I'm nobody.

History won't remember me.

Stories won't be told about me,

but I won't let that stop me from fighting for what is right.

You are Arthur Pendragon.

No matter what happens today, I know for a fact that your story will be told.

But it's up to you what legacy you leave behind...

An epitaph...

or a legend.

But who will stand with me?

Galahad, stands with his king!

I will stand with you!

Sir Steve's got your back, King-o!

- And I. - You'll need air support.

Then let Camelot be remembered as the warriors we were born.

Huzzah!

Callista...

Ugh!

Ugh!

It'll keep doing that, trust me.

It chose you.

Your haunted clock's wrong, Jim.

Why would anything believe I'm a hero?

Trollhunter, rise and become.

Maybe it knows something you don't.

How am I supposed to lead a bunch of Trolls

who don't give a slorr's knuckle about me?

You know, I was chosen to be a hero, too,

and no one liked it either.

They called me "Jim the Baby-Handed."

At least you had that.

I'm nothing... no village, no family.

I don't even have a real name.

I've seen you break out of Camelot, outrun a legion of knights,

and save a crazy time-traveling Troll like me.

I still think you're crazy, by the way.

I'm afraid, Jim.

My friends taught me it's okay to be afraid,

'cause you can do anything, even make a name for yourself.

Jim, the sun. Time to go.

Hope to see you on the battlefield.

We need you... Trollhunter.

"Deya"...

I like it. I remember that name.

Rise, Deya, the Trollhunter.

One king cannot stand against an army, Arthur!

It's a good thing he has an army!

Perfect! More meat for my troops.

Berserkers, tenderize them!

Living cannonballs! Look alive!

We must hold Killahead Bridge,

no matter what nightmares Gunmar throws at us.

Come on, Cal.

We need you.

Arthur, I can smell your fear!

It's leaking out of his pantaloons!

Prepare to be crushed!

Today's as good as any to die.

Though I never learned to read.

Aja, if you ever get this, these are my last words...

sad face.

Send.

Knights of the Round Table,

our battle cry will shake the heavens

and awake the old gods to witness.

Today, we say "no more" to fear and darkness!

For Camelot and glory!

I know the Trollhunter isn't here, but we are!

Champions!

And when I get us all home, brunch on me!

- For Camelot! - For Camelot!

USA! US... uh...

Cam-e-lot! Cam-e-lot!

Hisirdoux, our fates may be uncertain,

but there's one thing I am sure of...

I chose you well.

Let's show these blokes the power of wizards!

And so the battle begins...

And the reign of humanity ends.

For Camelot!