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[dramatic music]

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[thunder rumbling]

[Stonedar] Your vicious horde has reduced my world to rubble

and holds my peaceful people hostage!

I believe violence is always a last resort,

but it is the only language you seem to understand.

So for the fate of my people,

I stand before you and challenge you to fight me,

Hordak!

For uncountable eons,

I have spread across the galaxies like a virus,

conquering 10,000 worlds to hone my Horde.

And on every planet,

there has always been a hero...

[Stonedar straining] [Hordak] The one. The champion.

Each has inevitably come to this same moment,

stalwart in the belief

you are all that stands between the freedom of your people

or the systematic subjugation under the Horde Empire.

Each of you is so sure you're not only going to fight me,

but that you might even triumph as well.

And ultimately, each of you always discovers

I never do my own fighting.

[snarling] [Stonedar grunts]

[roaring]

[Stonedar groaning]

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

[Stonedar groaning]

I hire well. [laughs, snorts]

[Hordak sighs]

♪ ♪

Mistress Motherboard, report.

The Keldor deception has advanced

to stage three, my lord.

In his Gar disguise,

Skeletor has been crowned King of Eternos.

So the Champion is unwittingly under our control.

And as goes the Champion, so goes Grayskull.

Oh, you should've seen us in action! [cackles]

I played the part of Keldor,

Motherboard played me,

and we played all of Eternia for suckers.

Especially Little Lord Look-At-My-Abs-Adam,

my newfound "nephew."

Ha!

All because those royal boobs fell

for our fabricated family history, hmm?

Arrogant as ever, Acolyte.

But your weaponized words were woven

from the tapestry of truth.

How else do you think you've got this far?

Truth? You mean Keldor was a real person?

Keldor's banishment was the royals'

deepest, darkest family secret.

And there's no worst wound inflicted

than the damage family can do,

often more horrible than the horrors

hurled by Hordak himself.

And I've been the herald of more horrors than a hundred hells.

Now leave me.

[dramatic music fades]

[Motherboard] Insolent servant!

[SkeleTek grunts and groans]

Babbling like a barmaid

before the overlord of the holy Horde Empire!

[aggressively] I'm--

[meekly] Uh, so sorry.

I was just surprised to learn the Keldor fiction wasn't fake.

Forgive me, my merciful Mother.

I lost my head.

[SkeleTek groaning]

[ominous music]

If you embarrass me ever again, "acolyte,"

I'll take your head.

[SkeleTek groans]

♪ ♪

[SkeleTek groans softly]

Ugh.

When will I finally be realized

for my superior intellect?

[tense music]

[laughter] Hmm?

Who dares to laugh at the Lord of Destruction?

[laughter]

[Keldor] I'm laughing at the "superior intellect."

Well, I'll be damned.

All it took was hearing one little voice in your head

to finally shut you up.

Huh. Must be some kind of crossed wire.

[SkeleTek gasps]

You think I'm busting your bones?

I'm really you! You're really me!

♪ ♪

Skeletor is really Keldor.

Get out of my head!

♪ ♪

A fissure has been fixed.

When that metal maiden put the squeeze on our brain,

something snapped.

Motherboard unknowingly unlocked an area of our mind

where a dark truth has been long hidden from us.

[electronic buzzing] Behold.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[screaming]

[Skeletor straining]

[baby crying]

♪ ♪

[Skeletor screams]

[somber music]

♪ ♪

I am actually you?

You're no interdimensional demon.

You really are Keldor, son of Miro, his first-born,

denied the throne of Eternia.

Hordak bamboozled you into believing a lie is the truth

and the truth is a lie,

as he used Skeletor to empower himself.

But we were never meant to serve.

We are meant to master the universe.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[grunting]

You're not worthy to wield the Staff of Ka.

You were nothing more than a bait-and-switch.

Are you trying to kill me with your snake magic?

[hissing] Heinous, vicious witch!

♪ ♪

In the vain hope that perhaps nothing will stand

between you and your lumbering love?

♪ ♪

[grunts] That's it.

Admit it, you've always thought of me as a threat

because of the way He-Man looks at me.

Why would he ever possibly want you?

I'm the forbidden fruit that lifts his loincloth.

Malicious enchantress!

♪ ♪

[grunts]

You have faced the great dragon,

and yet you can't face how you really feel

about the most powerful man in the universe.

[Teela snarls]

[Lyn gasps]

♪ ♪

[panting] Yes! Excellent.

Now bring it back. That's it.

You control your passions. They don't control you.

[chuckles] What a rush.

I have never felt anything like that.

[sighs] It's euphoric!

That's because you've only ever harnessed the power of Zoar.

Ka was the god of carnal desires,

the sensual experiences of existence itself.

So we have to provoke your passion

until you harness the Staff of Ka.

Are we sure you dropped the "evil" part of your name?

Because those things you were saying about me and He-Man...

[scoffs] They aren't true.

Do you think I'd be able to get all of that out of you

if I wasn't tapping directly into your very real,

very human emotions?

Adam and I are just friends.

And if you had any friends,

you'd know there's no distance you won't go for them.

I followed Skeletor great distances,

but never out of friendship.

I know love when I see it.

Lyn, the King--

The King what?

Needs a Preternia for his soul to go to?

You are hell-bent to rebuild heaven,

but do you know what really would've been heaven for Randor?

Seeing his only son in your arms.

Your pride denied the King that parental pleasure in life.

Will you rob him of it in death as well?

[soft somber music]

[rotors whirring]

[Keldor] Look at that Eternian ingenuity.

When I was amongst the Gar,

I spoke so highly of the technology here

and the elders always scoffed and heckled me with, "Eternos?

They still believe in magic there!"

But they'd love this metal marvel.

Our Andra makes impressive tech.

My people may be biased about magic,

but we know how powerful a little magic can be.

Don't we, nephew?

Wait a minute. The sword.

That's what's missing.

He-Man's normally never seen without it.

I sent the sword out for repairs.

Again? I hear you broke it before.

Ah, no matter.

I can wait until it returns to ask for your service.

[chuckling] Come on, Uncle Kel. I can serve without the sword.

What would you have me do, my king?

We can either fight off the next attack by SkeleTek

and his new master, Motherboard,

or you can take the fight to them, He-Man!

[soft dramatic music]

[Orko] Huh. This door's not very big, is it?

The locksmith is small in stature,

but he's tall on talent.

Kind of like you.

Come to think of it, you two are quite a bit alike.

[soft suspenseful music]

[mechanical whirring]

[Gwildor chuckling] Oh, boy. Look at these two.

If you're here to tell me the good news about Zoar,

I'm an atheist.

Open up, old friend. It's Duncan.

I was Man-At-Arms back when we traveled across the universe.

[Gwildor] Man-At-Arms?

Oh, no! No, no, no, no, no!

If you're here, that means there's trouble!

Trouble means Skeletor.

Skeletor means another adventure!

And how many times do I have to say it?

I don't like adventures.

[door slams]

[Orko] Well, uh, if that guy can't help us

enhance the Sword of Power,

maybe there's a magical solution.

[Gwildor] Magic?

♪ ♪

Magic is only used by people

who are short on technical ability.

And I mean really short.

[Orko] Are you saying that I am short?

Who do you think you are?

Ha! I am Gwildor of Thenur, locksmith and inventor.

Which is why we've come for your help, Gwildor.

We need the man who built the Cosmic Key

to invent something that can augment this.

[gasps] Get in, get in, get in!

Ready for a return to the days of high adventure, old friend?

[Man-At-Arms] I sure am!

He-Man, Battle Cat, and Man-At-Arms,

off to another adventure together.

Where we goin', guys?

We're headed to Snake Mountain.

But I ask that you stay here, Andra, at the palace.

We need a backup plan, and all of Eternia knows

you're the biggest brain we've got.

Well, if you're going to Snake Mountain, take this.

It's no Power Sword, but... [crackling]

Activate it when the battle begins.

Let's go, Battle Cat! [grunts]

[soaring dramatic music]

[somber music]

"Stay here, Andra, at the palace.

We need a backup plan."

I don't want to do the backup plan.

I want to do the plan-plan, He-Man!

♪ ♪

[Keldor] Drop something? Your Majesty!

I'm so sorry.

I was--I mean, I just--

[Keldor] Just what, exactly?

Expressing your disappointment

at being pushed aside, Mistress Man-At-Arms?

Well, as your new king, do you know

what I have to say about that?

Been there.

Putting all our hope

in some random troll in the middle of nowhere

to do who-knows-what with the Sword of Power is,

at best, a long shot.

And once again, it forces us to rely on magic

and the "Power of Grayskull."

I think we need a more practical solution.

Don't you?

And I have an idea, but...

I'll need the help of my Man-At-Arms to accomplish it.

Me? I mean, me!

I can do it! I am at your command, sire.

When SkeleTek attacked,

we saw what their techno virus was capable of.

Motherboard's nanobots must've enhanced them

and infected Eternians' biometrics.

That's what gave them

their unnatural strength and durability.

What if we tried to do the same for our people?

Think of it, Andra.

Not only could we inoculate our people against the virus,

we could imbue every man, woman, and child across Eternos

with the strength to defend themselves.

They wouldn't need a champion to defend them.

We can give the power to the people.

The samples we've collected should allow us

to reverse engineer the technology,

but I can't do it alone.

You can count on me, sir!

[Keldor chuckles]

I knew I could.

You want me to tamper with the actual, one and only,

"by the Power of Grayskull" Power Sword?

That is a tall order. [chuckles]

Probably why he didn't ask you to do it, half-pint.

[Orko snarls]

[Orko] Will you tell this Thenurian wurbat

that I am exactly as tall as he is?

And I can float!

Save it, shorty.

May I?

As a locksmith and inventor, I deal in spindles, not spells.

And you want me to manipulate magic

with science and technology?

If anyone can calibrate the Sword of Power

to counteract and cure this Motherboard virus, it's you.

[Orko] Or me, Orko the Great, all-powerful wizard.

[laughing] Wizards!

Tone-deaf torktums.

Always playing notes they never understand.

Any advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic,

but that doesn't mean it is magic.

The universe is a delicately balanced symphony.

Each chord hums at its own perfect frequency.

What you're asking me to do is synthesize magic

and then pass it through a modulating filter.

One errant sound,

and the repercussions could be catastrophic!

Please, Gwildor. We know what we're asking.

But we wouldn't be here if we thought

we had more options.

He-Man trusts you. I trust you.

[Orko] I don't.

Help us. Please.

[Gwildor sighs]

[Gwildor] This may be the most elegant tool ever invented.

But I will do my very best to make it, uh...

elegant-er.

[Orko] That's not even a word.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[He-Man grunts]

♪ ♪

[Keldor] Science and sorcery have always lived in harmony

in Eternia...

an alloy made stronger by the mix of its metals.

If one path is closed to the average Eternian,

why shouldn't you walk the other?

[suspenseful music]

This magnet will provide the bracelet

with impulses from your brain

so that you can utilize the enhanced biometrics

and become a stronger, better you.

[cheers and applause]

[grunting]

[dramatic music]

[Battle Cat snarls]

♪ ♪

[electronic chiming]

♪ ♪

[Webstor screeching]

[Battle Cat snarls]

♪ ♪

Hey, numbskull! [Battle Cat growling]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

Where's your crown, my liege?

I don't need a pointy hat to lead,

so I left it on my chair at home.

♪ ♪

[He-Man gasps]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[Screech cries]

♪ ♪

[Teela shouts, gasps]

So much data.

For centuries,

Eternians built a glistening society

of advanced technology...

♪ ♪

Until they weren't satisfied with the might of their machines

and sought, instead,

the power of worthless magic!

[Battle Cat snarls]

[Teela] He-Man! Teela!

It was a setup. They're going after Grayskull.

[Teela] Hear me, wherever you are.

Grayskull-- Teela? Teela!

Something's interfering with my telepathic link to He-Man.

We've got bigger problems.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[people screaming]

Everyone stay calm! Don't panic! Everything's gonna be just fine!

[electronic chiming]

♪ ♪

What?

No.

♪ ♪

Hey, wait! Don't follow him!

[Man-At-Arms groans]

[Man-At-Arms gasps]

♪ ♪

[Motherboard] And so began the great wars,

plummeting Eternia into a never-ending conflict

betwixt magic and technology,

science and sorcery.

♪ ♪

But with today's triumph, I've proven once and for all

technology is the master of the universe!

♪ ♪

[both gasping and groaning]

Adam, are you all right? The power--

Is okay, but something's blocking it.

♪ ♪

Learn to work together somehow.

The fate of Eternia depends on it.

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

[thunder rumbling]

♪ ♪

[Motherboard] It is as you strategized, my lord.

Grayskull is now yours to control.

As are the people of Eternia.

You've proven your mettle.

At your service.

[Hordak] I wasn't talking to you.

You've proven your mettle, Mistress Motherboard.

After years of failed attempts with miserable magic to blame,

it was technology that finally triumphed to win me this world.

[He-Man] Keldor!

How could you?

He was your brother!

You sold out your family for--

[SkeleTek cackling]

Well, I'll be a monkey's uncle.

[SkeleTek cackling]

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