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Follow me if you can, Wilykat.

If I can? Are you kidding me, Wilykit?

Alright, Alright, so my... foot slipped.

Shhh, look!

Who are they? And what are they doing?

You mean "What are they? And where are they going?"

Move it! Get a long.

Faster, your lazy brute-man, on to Castle Plun-Darr.

The Mutants. And they've enslaved those poor creatures called "Brutemen."

Yes. And we've got to find out what those devils are up to, Come on kit.

Oh my goodness Willykat, look!

That must be the Castle Plun-Darr, they were just talking about.

I don't want to be anywhere near a horrible looking place like that.

We gotta get back and tell the other ThunderCats about this place.

Careful! There's a Monkian right below us.

Look who's telling whom to be careful.

Hey whats going on up there? -Yike! He sees us.

So... Thunderkittens. The pesky ones.

Oh oh! Beat it. Wilykit.

If you think, you'll escape through the trees...

You've chosen the wrong route.

Wilykat, he's gaining on us.

If you did not keep looking back, you would not know that. Keep going.

End of the road, Thunderkittens. I only wish you were the full sized ones.

Run kit, I'll hold this knuckle-dragger off.

No. We'll face him together.

You couldn't out race me in the trees anyway.

Thanks for saving me the trouble of chasing you.

Monkian!

Impatient, little one?

Your turn will come. -I'm taking my turn, NOW.

You got a pretty good arial-act, a monkey brain.

But it would be even better if you had claws.

Monkian sure know how to fall, don't they?

They could use a bit of practice-landing though.

It works, Tygra! -It certainly does, Cheetara.

We'll be able to see for miles around, once Panthro gets the telescopic equipment in.

I wouldn't have believed the Rober-Berbils could have followed your plan so closely.

They're just as clever as they are gentle. We have to thank the Rober-Berbils for.

Without their offer to help, We'd still be working on the foundation.

Tygra Look. Wilykat and Kit are back. And they look agitated.

Yes. We better go see if something's wrong.

And... and... and these creatures... - easy now, easy.

Here's Tygra and Cheetara, They'll want to hear about it too.

Tygra, Tygra, the mutants are building a scary place called Castle Plun-Darr.

They forcing these called "Brutemen" to work on it. And... and...

Brutemen? - I do not know if I can describe them.

They look as if they were created out of... left over parts. -Come.

Yes, yeah... that's what they're like. Only much bigger.

But, not much upstairs, eh? -They've enslaved them.

Who did what, Tygra? -The Mutants, Lion-O.

Apparently they haven’t made slaves,

of a simple tribe of creatures called "Brutemen",

I've been dying to give the ThunderTank a real workout.

And there's just never going to be a better reason for a trial run.

Let's go, ThunderCats. -You two, stand guard back here.

And you let them escape?!

Oh, they... got lucky. That's all.

The kittens will bring the Cats. The ThunderCats. Yes...?

The slaves haven't dug in the phosphor moat yet, the lazy blobs!

We are still vulnerable until its completion.

Have the Brutemen erect a barricade, fast!

Faster! Get moving!

No laying back there. Lift, you worthless hulk.

That's enough. Lock up the slaves and set the ambush.

I'd say the ThunderTank is passing its trial run with flying colors.

I don't see anyone. No Mutants, no Brutemen.

You can bet they're laying and wait for us near by though.

And that must be Castle Plun-Darr. -The Brutemen are probably inside.

I'm going to take a closer look. -Good. And while you do that...

We'll move in from the size and try to fur it up, the scurvy mutants.

The dungeons are probably below somewhere.

Someone's there, beyond that door.

Locked.

Take it easy fellows, help is on the way.

Someone's coming. I smell... ThunderCats.

Ehhyaa.

Ehhyaa.

This will slow you down.

You're trying too hard, Jackleman. Just follow you...

Nose.

Care for another little spin, Monkian?

Anything I can see, I can hit!

Ah, this isn't the time to branch out, Monkian.

So... I face the great Panthro. I'm not impressed, Panther.

You're no work of art yourself, you scary reptile.

Let's see what you've got, Slythe.

Had enough reptilian? - I am unarmed, ThunderCat,

Dare you face me the same way? -I prefer it.

We'll finish this, hand to hand.

You're not prisoners now. You can leave this dungeon.

No, no, that way! The way out, is over there.

The evil Panthro is more than I bargained for.

Since I cannot defeat him physically, I must rely on my reptilian cunning.

The dungeon door! Someone unlocked it.

And the Brutemen are loose. How did...?

But, wait! I can turn this to my advantage.

A Dope of warp gas will reverse the Brutemen's natures

And turn these meat blobs into raving monsters.

And that will stop even the great Panthro.

I feel strange. Angry.

Get out of my way! Let me out of here!

Slythe?! I'm coming for you.

I'm here, ThunderKitten. Yes... and ready for you.

What?! These guys supposed to be... gentle.

Hey! I'm here to help you...

What happened? Felt strange. mean.

That gas.

A ThunderCat in trouble!

Sword of omens, give me sight beyond the sight.

It's Panthro, and he's trying to hold off the gas maddened Brutemen.

Will the eye of Thundera penetrate... stone?

We'll soon know.

Thunder, Thunder, Thunder,

ThunderCats, Hooo!

Tygra, there is trouble. -Yes, from inside the castle.

Let's go, Cheetara.

Slythe, what's up with the Brutemen? Are they revolting?

They are indeed. But not the way you mean.

What is it then? What drove them berserk?

Warp gas, by reversing the Brutemen's nature

they were able to drive even the mighty Panthro.

The other ThunderCats have been summoned.

I will welcome their arrival, as well.

Yes...

Lion-O, what's the problem? It's Panthro, he's being attacked by the Brutemen.

but why? The Mutants have done something to them.

And Panthro is trying not to fight them.

But... if the Brutemen are innocent, we can't fight them either.

What can we do? -I don't know. But we have to do something.

Come. - Wait. Look!

Maybe we won't have to do anything.

What made them switch off like that? Not that I'm complaining.

What's with them? Why aren't the Brutemen not attacking?

The warp gas has worn off. -So, so give another belt.

Yes...

So that's it, warp gas.

I thought the interstellar council ruled against warp gas.

When did the Mutants ever go by the rules?

Rules are only meaningful if people agree to follow them.

Otherwise, they are just words.

Lion-O, look out!

The warp gas is in moving right at you!

Oh no. Not again.

Look, the sword's force field is pushing the warp gas back.

And look where it's headed.

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

Breath deeply, Slythe.

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

Slythe, do something. Make them go back.

Hold your breath.

Run! Run and hide!

Ha, ha, ha. Their evil ploy, backfired.

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.

Yeah, the warp gas made the meat Brutemen vicious and made the Mutants meek.

Not for long, I'm afraid.

No, no such luck. - Oh no. Lion-O!

Get back, Lion-O.

These poor creatures can't help what they're doing, Lion-O.

You mustn't fight them.

I won't fight them, but the Lord of ThunderCats can't run.

Lion-O, pride can be a good thing, but pride carried to far is foolishness.

They've stopped. - The warp gas has worn off just in time.

The Brutemen, are their normal, dorsal selves again.

Go gentle Brutemen. Return to your simple lives, and peaceful ways.

Don't you understand? You're not slaves anymore. You're free.

Free! -Free.

Well, the Brutemen seem to understand the word free alright, didn't they?

Everyone does, Lion-O.

Even those who would deprive others, of their freedom.

And then the Brutemen just turn and walked away. Without so much as a thanks.

Is that why you fought to free them Lion-O? For of thanks?

You wasted your time then.

Didn't you? -I did not! I did it because...

Because... because it was the right thing to do.

Snarf. Nobody bothers to mentioned that he was just following old Snarf's example.

Oh, no...