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♪ Pa-pum ♪

There must be a way to destroy the Pearl.

We just don't know how.

But you know who will know?

The Celestial Elves.

I say, you and me take a journey up to the Starscraper, to the frozen north.

I lost my hope long before I lost my sight.

Blindness has made Sol Regem bitter.

We will find a way to heal the great archdragon's eyes!

The path of freedom is the path of truth.

I must face my truth...

in Katolis.

Are you begging for mercy?

No.

Good. You don't deserve any.

There it is. The Starscraper.

It's stunning.

Do we know... are the Celestial Elves traditionally a friendly lot?

Friendly or not, they're our only hope.

The Celestial Elves have the Novablade.

They're the only ones who can destroy the Pearl and help us stop Aaravos.

Whoa!

That tower's not just gleaming, that stuff is actually gleam!

I don't think gleam is a stuff.

So how are we supposed get up there?

- I'm not seeing any gleam... - I'm going in.

Oh, you should come in here!

It's strangely warm, yet cool and tingly at the same time.

And it smells like fresh bread!

Huh? Are those Draconic words?

"Orior,

ascendo,

scando..."

Uh, Rayla?

Something's happening! Whoa!

This is not good!

Sorry, sorry. I didn't know what I was reading.

Well, you somehow got this side glowing.

You better get that side on board too.

Uh, uh...

Erigo subrigo surrigo!

Hey, how 'bout that! That was actually kind of fun.

No. That was not fun. That was almost dying.

Uh...

Claudia?

Are you feeling all right?

No, I'm not.

I'm so messed up, Terry.

I've been stuck, just staring, for over an hour now.

I look at this leaflynx kitten, and all I see are parts.

For spells.

The ear fluff can be used in a silencing spell.

The teeny horns can be used to control tree branches like scary hands.

And the whiskers are part of a never-ending tickle spell.

I know it sounds cute, but it's a torture spell.

But...

Oh, but it's so adorable!

Are you the Chosen Two?

Uh, well first off, hello. Great to be here.

Uh, don't know about a "Chosen Two," necessarily, but definitely a "two."

Um, I'm Callum.

And this is...

Sorry, did you want to do your own intro, or...?

Drop.

What?

Resisto!

No, the Pearl!

Stella!

Gotcha.

When my dad left, I thought he lost his mind.

But he seemed so strangely hopeful. So certain.

Maybe I should be walking a different path now too.

But Aaravos helped us.

He followed through on everything he said he was going to do to save my dad.

And I promised to help free him.

So should I quit dark magic?

Please, Terry. Tell me what to do.

Claudia, I can't.

Only you can see your own deep truth.

Only you can decide the path you're going to walk.

You won't be alone.

I'll clear out the thorny brambles if I see them,

I'll hold your hand as we trudge through wet, mucky leaves.

But... you have to choose the way.

What do you need to find your truth?

I think... I need to see my dad again.

I need to look him in the eyes. And then I'll know.

Then I'll start packing. For a journey to Katolis!

Aw, aren't you just the cutest widdle baby apex predator!

That was totally reckless. But really brave.

- Welcome to the Starscraper. - Welcome?

- You nearly killed us! - Nearly.

But the fates clearly have another path in mind for you.

The fates? What is that even... Is that an apology?

- They tried to kill us, right? - They did save Stella.

Stella? That's a good name.

My name is Kosmo and this is my sister, Astrid.

Okay, you both seem on the nice side, so not to be rude,

as if somehow this is ruder than throwing people out from a great height,

but like... who's in charge here?

The Elder is the one who sees all.

Is that the guy who said "drop"?

Because he doesn't see anything.

He's wearing a blindfold just like the rest of you people.

Callum!

Wait, is everyone else wearing blindfolds too?

That is a joke.

- Yeah, it's funny. - Listen.

We traveled a very long way to seek your help.

We need to speak with the Elder.

The fate of the entire world is at stake.

The only outsiders the Elder will see are the Chosen Two.

We wish we could do more.

But you can stay the night before you depart.

How do you all feel about spiders?

Oh, great and powerful Sol Regem...

Last we spoke, I spared your life.

A generosity I am not likely to repeat.

I told you to leave, and yet you are here.

Your magnificence, you gave me much to consider in our last rendezvous.

I could feel the pain boiling inside you.

- That is why I've returned... - You arrogant fool!

I told you to leave!

Speak one more word

and I will incinerate you all where you stand.

Ah...

Is this a Sunseed?

Yes.

You sense its power.

With this Sunseed, we can perform a miraculous feat of healing.

We can heal your eyes.

And then, we will restore your vision for the Sunfire empire!

No.

Well, at least we didn't have to take the stairs.

What is this place? It's beautiful.

Welcome to the Starlooms.

Starweaver spiders have a unique connection to the stars.

They say that hidden in their tapestries is the story of the heavens.

But we also use their star-silk to make all sorts of things.

Like wings for those born without.

It's also used for the hammocks you'll be sleeping in tonight.

And our blindfolds that we always wear. And the softest underwear.

All right, I'm just going to ask. Why do you wear those?

- Why do we wear underwear? - No.

- No, I mean the, uh... - Blindfolds.

Yeah.

Every Celestial Elf, from the moment they are born,

wears an eye covering, so that no light from the Sun

and no light from the moon may enter our eyes.

The only time we take these blindfolds off is on a clear, moonless night.

So that the only light that touches our eyes is pure starlight.

In that moment, some achieve the ultimate connection with the heavens

and become enlightened ones, the Timeblind.

The Timeblind transcend our perception of time.

They experience the past, present, and future as one.

But we haven't had a moonless night in centuries, long before we were born.

Not since the ice storms started.

So, you've never...

That's right. We've never removed our blindfolds.

Do you like my new haircut?

I know you never saw the old one, but it says playful, right?

Who likes a good belly rub?

Aww, I gotcha! You're not gonna get away now.

Terry?

For hundreds of years now, on every moonless night,

a blizzard rages and shrouds the heavens.

No Celestial Elf has been able to commune with the stars

since Luna Tenebris was the Dragon Queen.

The Elder is the only living Celestial Elf who has ever removed his blindfold

and let in the starlight.

And he may be the last.

I'm sorry. That's so sad.

I hope it's okay if I...

- Huh? - Four fingers.

Five.

Pointed ears. And horns to boot.

Round ears, no horns, but greasy hair.

You're a human.

Human and elf, just like the prophecy.

Are you the mage and warrior?

Uh, I am the High Mage of Katolis.

And, you know, I've picked up a sword once or twice.

I think I'm the warrior in this pair.

It's them. It has to be.

You are the Chosen Two.

Um, sure.

So do you actually believe we're this "Chosen Two"?

- No. - Then why did you say we were?

This is the only way we get to see the Elder

and figure out how to save the world from Aaravos.

Uh-huh.

I'm just worried to find out what the Chosen Two are chosen for.

Here are the warrior and the mage. The Chosen Two have come.

Aye, o'course! That's us.

Chosen Number One. And Chosen Number Two.

Are you prepared to return the heavens to our people?

Yes.

Uh, but before we work on returning the heavens,

we have a quick favor to ask you regarding the world.

Saving it, specifically.

Uh, I think this might be a little off topic.

It might be wise to...

You have to help us.

An evil Startouch elf named Aaravos is returning to the world,

and we have to stop him.

We need the Novablade.

The Novablade?

Yeah, I read about it in this ancient tome.

The legendary sword that can kill a Startouch Elf.

I'm afraid the Novablade was given to a brave human girl

hundreds of years ago.

But it doesn't matter.

Killing one of the Great Ones is impossible.

Please! I wasn't going to hurt your baby... I promise!

Oh, don't make me... Don't make me use dark magic.

Behold the calming aroma of lavender.

Take a sniff.

That was quite a scare. Are you all right?

I need to see my dad.

Then... I'll know what to do.

I do not understand.

I have brought you a Sunseed. We can finally heal your eyes.

No!

You think that with my sight restored, I can rule again

and fix what is broken in Xadia?

No one can save it.

I do not need to see.

I need to soar.

Heal my wings,

and we can reign fiery justice down upon our enemies.

The Great Ones are immortal.

But the tome said...

Startouch Elves, as you call them,

are beings of the heavens.

When their stars align with our world,

they may choose to materialize

and walk among us here in Xadia.

It is true the Novablade can destroy the mortal vessel of a Startouch Elf.

But why isn't that enough?

Finding their mortal end,

the immortal Great One returns to the heavens,

awaiting the next time their stars align...

when they can manifest in Xadia once more.

So that's why the archdragons didn't destroy Aaravos.

The only way to stop him for good was to imprison him forever.

Yes.

So there's no way to kill Aaravos.

We came all this way for nothing.

- Not for nothing. - You still have a prophecy to fulfill.

For centuries, on every moonless night,

a blizzard rages and shrouds the heavens.

The storms are caused by a raging, angry ice behemoth.

Wait, this is all because of a monster?

As the Timeblind foretold,

"The Warrior and the Mage shall pierce the heart of the beast

and melt the threat forever."

"The Chosen Two will reclaim the heavens

and in return, the heavens will adorn them."

I'm back.

I mean, we're all back, Corvus, Zym, so on.

And I got you souvenirs.

I mean, we all got you souvenirs, huh.

They're mushrooms, and they're delicious.

But if they smile, don't eat them. Long story. There was this guy in a hat,

who lead us into a ca...

Uh...

Is something wrong?

He's back, Soren.

Your father, he's here.

In the dungeon.