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Okay, who's in here? His name is Dr. Mouse because he's really smart.

And the mouse, I guess.

He sleeps all day and he won't eat.

We assume it's the sleeping disease.

It's the first time he's been sick in two years.

Okay.

Dr. Amato will have a look at him right away.

Thank you.

See? Dr. Mouse will be fine soon. I promise.

So.

What's your diagnosis?

I'm just gonna go out on a limb and guess it's dead.

Dr. Mouse.

Two years of age.

That's how long mice live.

Who's gonna tell the kid?

I'm sorry.

I'll just check how the operation is going, Nikki. Wait there.

I know. You don't need to tell me. But we cannot tell my son.

Well, he's going to find out. It's...

Pretty hard to miss. I'm serious, really.

You have no idea how close Nicholas and Dr. Mouse are. They're like best

friends, brothers.

But... Please.

Nicky is so sensitive.

He'll cry for weeks. It would destroy him. What do you want us to do? I mean,

we can't exactly reanimate him.

I know.

And I have no idea.

But I'm open to any suggestions.

Maybe... It's a white mouse like most mice?

And there's a pet shop in town.

Okay. Um, this one is a black spot. Do you want to take him in? Oh, no, no,

it's okay.

I got it in here.

And what about one of these?

They're still very young.

About six weeks.

But they are fully grown.

This one looks friendly.

Yeah, they all are.

I'll take them all out if I could.

Well, think about it.

Mice live in big families, and they live longer when they have company.

You're so right, but I need one specific one.

May I?

Yeah.

It won't hurt, I promise.

And it will look cool.

If you take another brown one, their kits will be skewballs.

So cute.

The last is found where the Zottles grew, near the glassy rock when the

light shines through.

He flew out to check on dystopia we think it's getting really close

You're here.

Oh, hi.

Sorry, the whole talking thing is... Weird, right? I don't get used to it

either. Anshou, how far out is Dystopia? It's close.

Just a day or two and we'll be able to see it from here.

That means it's close enough that Dracon could already have spies here. Everybody

needs to be on alert. We'll do a quick check. Stay ready.

What was that?

What are they plotting?

Gagona, why haven't you called me with information?

I need to know what the elves are doing.

They're... They're just talking.

About?

Possibly dystopia. Or the weather.

Jax is right.

You're useless.

What good is a spy who can't spy?

It's hard. The elves, they're...

They know I'm here.

So use the speaking stone.

And you call yourself a spy.

You place it close to the elves, but hidden and silenced.

Then you'll be able to hear them, but they won't be able to hear you. That's a

brilliant idea.

Yes. You might try having one of your own once in a while.

the last is found where the saddles grew near the glassy rock when the light

shines through where the zottles grew that has to be zealand but the glassy

rock ryok any ideas no can't think of anywhere that fits with that

glassy rock maybe it's not a place could it be like a gemstone they're

glassy rocks all right let's think Where can we find gemstones? Where can't we

find gemstones? Listen only.

It's like finding a single leaf in the forest. Seems like the oracle saved the

hardest riddle for last.

I don't know why you keep giving her tasks, Lord Dracon, when she could be

mucking out the dragon stalls even now. Oh, it's like she tries to fail.

It's the only thing she's good at. It's the last ingredient.

We're so close now. We have to find it.

Did you hear that? The last ingredient.

We know from the Oracle that it's on Zeeland, right?

Aye, that narrows it down a lot. So let's head there. And then we can figure

out the part about the glassy rock.

You're right, Mia.

Let's do it.

ingredient. If they find it, they can make the potion.

That wouldn't be good.

Well, it wouldn't.

Dax, take some dragons and monks. Whatever it takes, just stop those

elves.

Consider it done.

At any cost, even if you have to sacrifice yourself.

Or, just a thought, I could sacrifice someone less valuable, like perhaps...

No, Rixel is not to be touched.

Not until he finishes building my victory speech balcony.

That's really all he can be trusted to do. Yes, my lord. So wise, my lord. But

we could sacrifice him once he's done.

Why is it so hard to find good help? And as terrible as you two are, that Gargoda

is the worst of the worst.

It's just one problem after another with her.

Hello! Can you hear me? Bad spying. Clumsy attacks.

No vision.

Plus, all she does is flatter you all the time. My great supreme Lord Dracon,

who is amazing.

But, my lord, you know she thinks you will make her general of the monks.

Gawk-go-dazz general.

Don't be ridiculous.

I've met monks smarter than her.

You Dax have been slightly less disappointing than all my other

disappointments. If you stop the elves getting this last ingredient, I will

make you commander-in-chief of all dystopian forces.

Yes, very wise, my lord Dracon. Very wise indeed.

Dax says general?

No, it can't be.

I must speak to Dracon.

On to things that actually matter. What are your plans for the attack?

How could he do this to me?

Not this.

It's shiny, but is it glassy?

Maybe there's something under here.

Nothing.

Come on, guys.

Dystopia's just over the horizon.

We're not going to find the ingredient this way. We need a plan.

We're all ears.

I don't know.

Let's try Reok's old village.

Maybe we'll find an old gemstone there. Could be our glassy rock.

We'll stop all those elves and the glory will be all mine.

Commander-in-chief Dax.

What a lovely sound.

It just rolls off the tongue.

Onwards!

Anything? Nothing.

Come on, Ryuk. You're the only one who knows this place.

The Glassy Rock. You must have seen something like that.

I've been trying to think... Well, think harder.

If we don't find this ingredient quickly, we'll all be Draken's mindless

slaves. All of Centopia's at stake. You don't need to tell me what's at stake.

Look, my village in ruins.

My people, kidnapped.

Exactly. I'm not gonna let that happen to my people. We didn't let it happen.

We did all we could to fight them off. Guys, please. Please, let's not fight.

We're all friends here.

The enemy is out there.

Mi is right.

We're all scared, but we can't let it get to us.

You're right.

I'm sorry, Ryuk. The way you've held up when your whole family's been taken, I

don't think I'd be so brave.

It's okay, Mo. I know you're under a horrible stress.

We all are. I just wish I could help.

Look.

My brother Baruk. He made this.

We must have dropped it when it was taken by the monks.

When we were kids, we used to go... Of course!

Hourglass Rock!

What? This!

It's a carving of a secret meeting place we had when we were kids.

We used to call it Hourglass Rock because it had a hole in the middle,

shaped like an hourglass.

Well, rocks don't get more glassy than that.

Let's go!

Walking straight into an ambush.

Because of me.

But do I get the glory?

No. Dax does.

Unless.

Unless. Dax's mission were to fail.

Horribly. Foolishly.

Now that's a nice rock.

I totally thought we'd have purple right here. Show me some purple stick.

Hmm, when the light shines through. Huh?

The oracle. It says, near the glassy rock when the light shines through. Look

at the sun.

When it gets low enough... Its light will shine through the hole in the rock.

And it will lead us to the last ingredient.

You're right. Smart thinking, Mia. Yeah, which is the very best kind of thinking.

Dax and his dragons.

They're ready to attack.

We dive silently.

Then when we're directly above them, unleash the fire blasts.

They don't stand a chance. I am very good at this.

On my mark.

One, two, three.

They don't stand a chance.

He'll get so much glory for this.

Unless...

Focus on the ones without nose shields!

Drive them off first!

Always a pleasure.

That was fun.

We're not done yet.

No! Look!

The light is creating a beam and

pointing to... Whoa!

Yuko! Get over there. See if it's the ingredient.

Mia, cover her. Everyone else, keep the dragons busy.

Keep fighting.

Victory is at hand.

Found an ingredient, have we?

The purple?

Finally!

Mia, you get the ingredient.

This is great and all, but don't we have a battle to get back to?

Chief and I order you to come on Dax let's do this

But I'm still here.

I'm your last hope.

Send me some monks and dragons, and I promise I'll stop the elves from making

that potion.

I don't know.

And in return, you will make me commander-in-chief.

Do we have a deal?

Strange. I didn't realize you were so confident. I will agree to your terms.

Confidence? That's what he likes.

I should have spoken up eight...

We did it! We thought we'd never do it, but we did, and now it's done! I know.

It's been a long journey, but we have all the ingredients.

Maybe we celebrate after we make the potion and defeat Dracon.

It won't be easy.

That's a first. A pessimistic subtle. I don't know that word. Is it bad?

Duna's right. We've still got a lot to do, and Dracon will try anything to stop

us.

Don't worry, Mia. We'll be fine.

We'll figure out how to make the potion.

And then we'll teach Draken a lesson he won't forget.

Hopefully. Oh, no. Am I being pessimistic again?

Bye, Mia. Bye, guys. Bye, Mia.

All good in there?

Hey, Dr. Mouse, how was the operation?

He may not be himself for a little while, okay?

Hey, Spot is on the wrong side.

What?

Well, first he had it on his right, and now it's on his left.

That's because this is a new mouse.

Dr. Mouse unfortunately died.

What did he die of?

Well, he was two years old, which is very old for a mouse. And that's just

what happens when mice get that old.

It sounds so.

Because why wouldn't he wake up otherwise?

But my mom says he has a sleep disease.

So he got worried.

Well, I was worried too.

Thank you for telling me, Dr. Mia. And thank you for the new mouse.

Let me tell you another secret.

Mice live longer when they live with other mice. That's true.

Uh, what's that?

A friend. To live longer.

Black and white.

Awesome, isn't it, Mom?

Another mouse?

But what if they make more?

Q-Balls.

Black and white.

Very cute.

And they will always have mice around, even if one dies.

Isn't it great, Mom?

Yeah, great.