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I am Adam, Prince of Eternia, defender of the secrets of Castle Grayskull.

This is Cringer, my fearless friend. Fabulous!

By the power of Grayskull!

I have the power!

I am Adam, the master of the secrets.

Any more brilliant ideas?

I've learned that Stratos is meeting with Vazoth, leader of the Entrainids at the Royal Palace.

That gives me an idea.

Send one of your gargoyle spies to Andrenos immediately!

That's where the Andrainids live, deep within the mystic mountains.

There they make Ambrosia, the miracle food.

That's what we need. It'll make us powerful enough to defeat He-Man!

I know there are still details to work out in the trade dispute between Avion and Andrenos,

but even so, please reconsider our proposal.

The people of Eternia must present a united front against Skeletor's evil.

My people and I look out for ourselves. We see no need for alliances.

We're safe in the mystic mountains. Whoever this Skeletor is, he poses no threat to us.

He poses a threat to everyone. We must all work together to defeat him.

Alliances are for the weak. My people have survived for ages with no one's help.

Andrenos is impenetrable. Our sensor screens can see an attack coming from far away.

Very well. You must do as you think best.

Buzzop's making a serious mistake. He can't stay neutral in this.

Skeletor won't rest until he's conquered all of Eternia.

Buzzop's got some nerve. If everyone felt that way, Skeletor would stomp all over Eternia.

This from the prince who somehow never seems to be on hand when a battle starts.

Whatever. Come on, Cringer. It's time for lunch.

Of all the empty-headed... Forgive me, Your Majesty, but I sometimes find your son ill-informed on matters of state.

Yes, it's true, I'm afraid. Adam isn't much help in this time of war.

I'm afraid.

Stratos depends too much on others. If war comes, only the strong will survive.

This can't be.

With me, my warriors!

With me, my warriors!

With me, my warriors!

Those were Avion warriors. Could Stratos be that angry with your decision?

It appears so.

I'm not giving up. There has to be some way to convince Buzzop to join us.

Perhaps you're right. But were I you, I would wait and give him time to...

I'm fine. Just scorched a few feathers.

They looked like Andrenid warriors, but that makes no sense. Why would Buzzop attack us?

The only reason I can think of is the trade dispute. Perhaps he is not willing to resolve it.

That would mean the meeting at the royal palace was designed to throw us off guard.

Hard to believe, but not impossible, I'm afraid.

Details are sketchy, but reports from our northern outposts indicate attacks of unknown origin on both Andrenos and Avion.

That region of the Mystic Mountains is hollowed with caves and canyons. Skeletor could easily hide an army in there.

This is serious, Cringer. We'd better investigate.

By the power of Grayskull!

I have power!

To the Mystic Mountains, Battlecat.

Good form.

Hey, man.

Come on. We might need to put that practice to use.

Skeletor, my spell of Seeming is wearing off!

No matter. The gargoyles have served their purpose.

You're welcome.

What was that, beast brain?

But, I said, you're well groomed. Light the earth.

Buzzop and Stratos each suspect the other of treachery. A few more fiendish manipulations will make them certain of it.

Skeletor. One of my flying gargoyles reports somebody with a green cat heading that way.

Hey, man.

He does have a talent for showing up where he's not wanted.

Talent. I'll show him talent. You three, intercept him. He-Man must not reach the Mystic Mountains.

The vine jungle isn't exactly the garden spot of Eternia.

He-Man!

Teela!

Teela!

Teela!

Thanks for the assist, beast man.

Let's try it.

Nice kiddie.

I'm not a fishy. See?

We've got to hurry.

You have news, Duncan?

It appears that Stratos and Buzzoth are accusing each other of instigating the attacks.

A war between Avion and Andrinos could devastate the Mystic Mountains.

Skeletor would be quick to take advantage.

We must try to stop this.

Citizens of Andrinos and Avion, I urge you not to rush to judgment.

These are troubled and perilous times.

I thought Randor would try to play peacemaker.

How predictable.

Intercept his transmission triclops. No problem.

Excellent. Now to revise his speech, which Buzzoth and Stratos should find most interesting.

I am sending this message, Buzzoth, to warn you that Stratos is plotting against you.

He plans to make Andrinos a fortress for his own people.

Do not be fooled. Though it pains me to say it, Stratos is not your friend.

So, Stratos thinks he can pull the wax over our eyes. His puny-fathered fighters don't stand a chance.

It's true that Randor's word can be trusted. But still, to declare war is an extreme act.

Perhaps our ambassadors should meet with theirs.

You are my chief counselor, Stingrad, and your words make sense.

But whoa, but I'd Stratos if he plans treachery.

Ah, the Interceptor transmission was received by Andrinos, Skeletor.

Perfect. It's only a matter of time before their two armies will be flying down each other's throats, leaving us to nuke the Ambrosia.

Randor wouldn't warn us of Buzzoth's intentions unless he was sure.

But I cannot send my people to war without proof.

Yes, but if he is mobilizing his troops, we must mobilize ours. We can't afford to be caught unprepared.

Once we pass through the Eye of Zarkane, we should get to Avion before nightfall.

I know, I know, the button!

They're trying to delay us, but why?

Skeletor's plan, whatever it is, must be nearing completion. Every second counts.

Stratos, we have a confirmed sighting of a large attack force from Andrinos approaching.

Then it has begun.

We may be too late.

Ah, just as I thought. Buzzoth didn't anticipate an attack on the home front. Load up the collector.

To He-Man's imminent defeat.

Our warriors await the command.

If any of Stratos forces make a move, attack without mercy.

Your orders, Lord Stratos?

We wait until Buzzoth shows his intentions. I won't be the one who starts a war, but I will be the one who finishes it.

They're on the verge of battle, He-Man. We've got to stop them.

This should get their attention.

Forget about them, He-Man. You've got your own war to worry about.

I'm now stronger than you, faster than you, and better armed.

Scat cat!

You still don't get it, do you?

I instigated this whole war for one reason, you fool. To get the abrosia. Now it's made me more powerful than you could ever imagine.

It begins. Attacked by warriors. In defense of Avion! Forward!

And I didn't think you could get any uglier.

Okay, so maybe you picked up a little strength.

A little strength? Watch this!

What?

What's happening to me? I'm losing my strength!

Ma, what a shame!

Hey! What's going on?

Stick around. Now it's my turn.

Ambrosia!

Only the Andrenids can use ambrosia without side effects. For everyone else, its power quickly becomes toxic.

You knew that. That's why you goaded me. To make it wear off faster.

He-Man, the battle's starting!

He-Man!

He-Man!

What?

Stop fighting! Neither of you started this war. This was Skeletor's doing. And if you keep fighting, Skeletor's the only one who will win.

All troops, stand down.

Order our warriors to stand down!

My people will have little ambrosia this season because Skeletor depleted our supply.

It's typical of Skeletor to seek an advantage without suspecting a price.

I'm just sorry he and his cronies got away while He-Man was stopping the battle.

Still, some good has come of it.

I now declare the Andrenids your allies, with the struggle to stop Skeletor.

Welcome, my friend.

Too bad the ambrosia only works on Buzzoff's kind. Some of it might make a warrior out of you.

Sometimes it's important to be a team player.

When people work together, they can accomplish great things.

Until next time.

Thanks for watching!