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Standby for Thundrillium pour.

That Thundrillium meteor we salvaged from Hook Mountain,

has has completely melted down.

But first we have to pour off the bad stuff.

Bad stuff? I thought it was pure Thundrillium.

It was a pure Tygra, while it was still in space.

But when it slammed into Hook Mountain,

it burned right down to that thick ice to bedrock.

It amalgamated with some strange Third Earth metal.

We had nothing like it on Thundera.

The ro-ber berbils call it, Gold.

It's heavy, but not as heavy as Thundrillium.

So it is runs off first.

Then we can pour off the pure Thundrillium.

See, Tygra?

This Gold is soft.

Falls apart too easily. Have a low melting point.

It won't react with other metals or chemicals.

It's just, junk! Com'on.

Time to pour that pure Thundrillium.

Junk?! Why it's beautiful.

And see how it glitters.

I love it! All of it.

Goodbye junk!

Well, we still ended up with a great new supply of Thundrillium.

Thanks to Lion-O rescuing the meteor, from the snowmen of Hook Mountain.

Say, where is the lord of all the Thundercats?

Lion-O?

He's off on another exploring trip.

Lion-O, what is this place?

All those spooky caves, big ones and little ones.

According to Berbils, Snarf...

This is the home of the Trolls and Giants.

Little caves for Trolls, Big caves for... -I know, Giants.

But anybody can see there are no Giants around here.

Let's take a closer look. -You go!

I'm gonna rest against this tree!

Oh, no!

Snarf... Snarf...

Guess you believe in Giants now Snarf?

Here.

That big stopper was either friendly, or he didn't even notice us.

I was taken by surprise, or... I...

We could have handle him.

Of course. Now, let's inspect these caves.

Moons of Thundera!

Whooh Hopper!

Well, whom have we here? -He is short.

That means a small cave. A Troll!

Absolutely correct!

I am Gregory Grigion.

I live in the third cave on the right.

Or is it the left? I can never remember.

Who are you? And what brings you and your little friend to our land?

Little? I am twice your size, short-legs!

True. True.

But I've always believed that one's legs were long enough,

if they reached the ground

I like you Gregory Gregion!

I am Lion-O, lord of the Thundercats.

And this is my loyal companion, Snarf.

Now, where are you going on that strange mount?

I must ride through the midnight woods.

where the shadow robber lives,

carrying valuable goods.

He will surely rob me, even harm me, unless...

Unless what, Gregory?

Unless you and your "larger than I" friend...

would protect me.

Protect you? Of course we shall.

We Thundercats, are the sworn protectors of all good beings on the Third Earth.

Right Snarf? -Of course. Right right.

How can I ever thank you?

Thanks are not necessary to a Thundercat.

Lead on Gregory Gregion!

I see how it got its name. Midnight woods.

I can't see my own whiskers! -Stay close Snarf.

Be on guard my friends.

and strike quickly should the shadow robber show his evil pan.

Lion-O! Behind you!

Tygra! You?!

But the 12 seas of Thundera! Lion-O!

Eyahhh!

Eaarf.

I'd know that laugh in my dreams.

Mumm-Ra! -The troll was Mumm-Ra.

He told me to wait here and attack the two robbers he said were following him.

Snarf and me. What a cunning scheme.

I knew that short-legged smart pants were no good.

Is it done Mumm-Ra?

Done, Slythe.

I have tricked those accursed Thundercats into doing the one thing,

that will end their power here on Third Earth.

I hope you are right for once Mumm-Ra.

Too often that whelp Lion-O, and his followers...

have turned our own tricks against us.

Not this time my dear Slythe...

For I have brought upon them, the curse of Balthaz.

Are you sure you are a alright Tygra? -I'm fine Lion-O.

But the sword. It's broken in two.

The sword's powers Lion-O. See if they are alright.

Sword of the omens, give me sight beyond sight.

The cross bars do not curl.

The eye of Thundera, it does not open.

The Thundercat growl, is gone!

No! It can not be!

Thunder, Thunder, Thunder,

Thundercats, hooo!!

It does not grow.

The beam, it's gone too!

Sword of the omens, I, Lion-O, lord of Thundercats, command you.

Growl and roar! Show your powers!

It's no use Lion-O. The sword's powers... They're gone!

Yes, Lion-O. Gone forever.

Because of you!

Jaga!

But... But I don't understand.

You have brought down the curse of Balthaz...

By doing the one thing that robs the sacred blade of its powers.

You used it, to attack a fellow Thundercat.

But, I did not know it was the Tygra. It was all a trick by Mumm-Ra.

You acted hastily Lion-O.

You struck out of anger, before you knew what you were striking at.

You're right Jaga. I should have been sure before I acted.

But, can not a broken blade be reforged?

Yes. In only in one way.

The great Volcano near here.

A dwarf star fell into its heart long ago.

Only in that terrible heat.

Only in star fire, can the sword be reforged.

But no living being can withstand such heat.

Thus, the sword's powers is forever, lost!

No! Wait!

He lost his senses. After him Snarf!

This is madness Lion-O. You can't go inside that, and live!

I must Tygra! It is the only way to regain the sword's powers.

If I don't return, you will be the new lord of the Thundercats.

Goodbye. Goodbye loyal Snarf.

Stop him. Stop him!

Back to the Cat's lair Snarf. We must get help.

A fire Bat!

Waterfall, scalding hot.

Got to, take a chance.

Can't you get any more speed out of this contraption, Panthro?

We're at full rev's now. Any faster and we'll blow the power unit.

We must go faster.

Lion-O is sacrificing himself to regain the sword's powers.

For the sake of us all. -Do not lose hope, Cheetara!

The Enflamer, he will help us.

He lives near the Volcano and is the only one who can endure,

it's terrible heat, and reforge the sword.

The Enflamer must help us, if we get there in time.

Getting hotter, so I still must be going the right way.

Lion-O is inside that somewhere?

Ro-berbil, summon this, Enflamer.

Let fire become white.

Let fire become star-bright.

Let the Enflamer come forth.

Nothing.

You sure this is where the Enflamer lives Ro-berbil?

I am certain.

Enflamer, is that, you?!

What's left of me.

Mutants attacked by me.

I drove them off...

Drained all my fire.

I am so cold, so cold!

Slythe, and Mumm-Ra again.

It has all been their evil plot from the very beginning.

Yes. And without the Enflamer's power to help,

the sword will never be reforged.

And Lion-O will perish inside this awful Volcano.

Gold.

Gold.

He's pointing at Cheetara's Gold necklace.

Of course.

If the Enflamer can bath in pure gold,

his powers will be renewed,

Gold? That worthless junk we dumped into the bottomless chasm?

Too bad.

If we had enough gold, we could save Lion-O and the Sword.

But we do have enough.

I saved some. It is in a storage room at Cat's lair.

There may still be time to get it.

Come'on, Cheetara. It's Thundertank time.

The dwarf star, just below.

But I'm, running out of strength.

Must not, give up.

Must, fight on.

Panthro and Cheetara will never return in time. I'm going after Lion-O.

Not while your well in my reach, little Snarf.

Look! It's them.

The Enflamer, he's gone.

Drowned in that Gold junk.

Lion-O, we must go in after him in the tank,

but he could be anywhere in that maze.

Wait. I gave Lion-O a locator disc to wear.

I am getting a blimp on the scope. Lion-O is near the Volcano's heart.

Hang on. We're going in.

We've lost the blip.

Got to stay on this course. And hope to home in on Lion-O.

We got him Cheetara.

Now to get out of here before the tank melts.

The Enflamer, he must have melted in that stuff.

No. Look!

Hot!

Hot!!

It feels, so good!

Gone! -Amazing!

What's that noise?

The Thundertank! And they've got Lion-O!

The... The Sword.

I, left it in the Volcano.

Must, save it.

Look! Look up there!

Thundercats!

I have reforged your puny blade.

Come and get it!

Enflamer!

He's turned against us.

He is a mercenary. His powers are for hire.

If he wants more gold, we haven't any.

Thundercats!

Come and get your sacred sword,

if you dare!

The Sword! It's my fault this is happening.

No Lion-O! He'll destroy you!

The Sword, give it back! Mercenary.

Try and take it, Thundercat.

Sword of the omens, but the Eye of Thunder, I command you!

Come to me!

I will make you pay for that, Thundercat.

The Enflamer is blowing the mountain apart. Into the tank.

Thunder, Thunder, Thunder.

Thundercats, hooo!!

Thundercats, hooo!! -Thundercats, hooo!!

Pure Thundrillium,

enough to power the lair, for years.

But it was that gold junk Panthro, that saved Lion-O and the sword.

Not really. It was Cheetara.

If she hadn't saved some of it, the sword and I would still be inside that volcano.

No Lion-o. The true hero is you.

Risking your life to lift that awful curse.

Hail Lion, lord of the Thundercats! -Hail Lion, lord of the Thundercats!

Lion-O, put me down.

Hail Cheetara, worth her weight in Gold.

Thunder, Thunder, Thunder, ThunderCats.