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Yuria,

once a land of peace, prosperity,

and surprisingly good Mexican food,

has fallen under a dark shadow.

Village by village,

Death Adder's evil continues to spread.

But there are heroes

who endeavor to stop him.

Ax Battler,

Tyris Flare and Chronos Lait

ride to liberate the desert village of Da'shin.

And, my gods, they are sexy.

Scantily clad,

with their muscles and their blue fur.

Oh, wait, am I attracted to cats?

Meanwhile, their less attractive

former quest-mate Gilius Thunderhead

and his picnic-loving apprentice Hampton Squib

also ride for Da'shin.

They're just going a little slower.

Wait up! Gilius!

-Gilius! -Like, way slower.

Where are they even? It doesn't snow

anywhere near Da'shin.

I know. My mom's boyfriend lives there.

Ah. Freaking finally.

Gilius and Hampton can begin the...

Wait, where is Hampton?

Ah, there he is.

This kid's gonna be a problem.

Think we could take, like, a three-, four-second break?

-Just three or four more now. -Stay alert, Hampton.

Evil lurks nearby.

Hey! Good morrow!

Welcome to the desert village of Da'shin!

Have you come for the parade?

I love parades.

We're celebrating the one-week anniversary of our liberation

at the hands of Ax, Tyris and Chronos.

Yay for them!

A full week?!

That means they're...

several days ahead of us!

You should have seen it. The bad guys were screaming,

"Aah!" And Tyris was like,

"Battle cry!"

And then this one evil minion was like,

"I'm going to decapitate you."

But Ax decapitated him,

and he let me keep the head.

"Dying was worth it to meet my best friend Marcus."

Oh, head.

Hampton, kill this man.

Stupid Ax and Tyris and their stupid panther.

-Get to Da'shin before me... -You know, when I'm upset,

it sometimes helps when a friend tells me to calm down.

You don't get it!

We are losing!

Death Adder's the one who's losing.

Did you not see the parade?--

Our quest is to defeat Death Adder,

not watch Ax and Tyris defeat Death Adder.

Gilius, sometimes I wonder whether you care more

about defeating Death Adder or some personal beef.

The beef!

I care way more about the beef!

Ax and Tyris are headed for the Ancient Mound,

and we've got no hope of catching them.

You are slowing us down, Hampton!

Maybe I am slow.

But perhaps I could point out that,

while I'm traveling on these thin, spindly legs,

you have a majestic ride able beast.

Who is... standing in the campfire.

Ah, yes.

Behold his majesty!

Get out of there, you beaked ham!

Death Adder's power is growing.

Finding you a ride able beast will take time we don't have.

I know... I can ride Chicken Leg with you!

Wait, what is Chicken Leg's saddle made out of?

I'm allergic to most leathers. Oh, I can sit on your lap!

Death Adder can wait. We'll get you a ride able beast.

Aw. I was kind of liking the new plan.

These skeletons are impossible to kill.

Step aside, pecs. I'll handle this.

Why...

won't... you... die?!

Ha-ha!

You thought to make me look a fool,

but now it is you who are wearing a foolish look

and cannot take it off.

Huh.

I think I said too many words.

I need to sit down.

Wait,

we haven't killed any of these guys?

Can we please use our magic now?

-Absolutely not. -What? Why?!

Oh, you're in for it.

Now she's going to explain how magic works.

But in a way that hurts your feelings.

For those of you who are new at this...

if we use our magic now,

we'll be defenseless until we're able to restock...

which, even as a first-year squire would know...

Ooh, tell him, Ty.

We can only do by kicking a small imp

with a bag full of potions

who creeps around the campfire at night.

You kick an imp to get magic?

Yes, his name is Janzu. He wears little blue pajamas.

That's the way it's always been in Yuria.

None of this is going to matter if we die here.

The half-cat has made a full point.

I'm going for it.

Earth magic!

-Yes! -If we die later

because we're out of magic, I'm killing you both.

Fire magic!

I'm not liking the look of that.

You're cooking my marrow!

Behold the awesome might of Chronos

and the raw, unchecked power of his fog magic!

Did he say "fog magic"?

Oh, he sure did.

That's fog, all right.

Is Chronos's magic just... wet air?

It smells like it's been inside him all day.

So, earth magic, fire magic and ground cloud?

I feel bad for Ax and Tyris.

This new guy's embarrassing.

They're retreating! What a rush!

Another win for the C-man. I feel like I could fly.

Flying would be cool.

Is that a magic you can also do?

Along with the f-fog thing?

Oh, gods, no.

You got a taste of maximum Chronos.

Rock kick!

Fog magic, baby!

Ooh, my first ride able beast!

I hope I find what you have with Chicken Leg.

A real connection. A merging of souls.

Hampton, you don't bond with ride able beasts.

They're not magic fairies. They're wild animals

with brains the size of peanuts.

There are two ways to get a ride able:

you either kill someone who has one or you buy one.

Which one did you do for Chicken Leg?

Uh, both. I killed the guy I bought it from.

He was a bad guy. I think.

Rideable beasts! Get your ride able beasts!

I got two legs! I got four!

I got slimers! I got climbers!

Hello. I'm interested in purchasing a ride able beast.

Ah, very nice.

Uh, how much you looking to spend?

Gee, I don't know. Maybe 20...

No, no, no, no, no, no. We don't do numbers.

Show me with your hands.

I'm not sure I understand.

Uh, this much?

Ho-ho! Right this way, big spender.

Purple ride able?

Don't see a lot of those these days.

Must cost a fortune to feed.

Nah, this thing eats trash and bones.

Last week, he ate his own shit.

Sort of a closed circuit at this point.

You know, I could make you an offer, take him off your hands.

But you'd probably never sell.

Oof, I don't know. What were you thinking?

-This much? -Ho-ho-ho-ho!

Well, we're definitely talking.

This one is scared of water.

This one's wings are broken.

This one has a disease it gave to most of the other ones.

And this one...

huh, died.

Oh, nope! Dying.

They all seem so sad.

That's because of the cages. They are not big enough.

How can you treat these noble creatures like this?

Takes a lot of hard work, but we make it happen.

Aw, he's so cute.

Uh, she is food.

We feed these lovely ladies to the others.

Now what do you say?

Want to make one of these little guys

slightly happier than they are now?

I don't recommend this one.

You look at me in this cage, behind these bars,

but I ask of you, am I not a man?

Do not answer him.

Trust me... there is no right answer.

How 'bout this much?

Okay, y-you're seeing my armpits here, pal.

Ride like the wind, Sluggy!

Gilius, run! No time to explain!

I freed all the beasts!

I guess that's all you need to know!

What the hell?!

Hyah!

Curse you!

Curse you this much!

You freed all the beasts?!

Yeah! Even the one that might be a person

and might be a horse!

Should I flee to the forest and roam free

or stay here and get a job?

I'm caught between two worlds!

Ugh, does that thing have to be right here?

She's cold. And I think she might be sick.

He got it on me!

He got it on me!

Oh, there's chunks.

There's chunks in my beard!

I'm sure Daisy will feel better in the morning.

Daisy? You named this monster?

I sort of feel like the name chose her.

Hampton, you're on this quest

because, for some reason, the Emerald Blade chose you.

But you have a lot to learn.

No more going rogue, and no more bleeding hearts.

-Got it? -Yes. Absolutely.

I will do my best, Gilius.

Good. Now that thing needs to sleep over by Chicken Leg.

What if Chicken Leg eats her?

Well, then I'll lie to you and tell you she went to a farm.

You'll go along with it, but, deep down,

you won't believe it.

Chicken Leg.

Somebody took him.

Who would take Chicken Leg?

Death Adder. Worst guy I can think of.

This is your fault!

Those beast dealers came looking for revenge

and stole Chicken Leg.

And I could've sold him for this much.

-How much is that? -I don't know!

I was too embarrassed to admit I didn't understand the system!

Look!

Gilius, Daisy's caught the scent!

Let's go, Daisy!

Try to keep up, old man!

Mm. Hmm?

Ooh, I hope no one catches me by the fire.

I have so many magic potions in my wittle bag.

Janzu, you must depart

before Chronos hears you.

Oh, no! You woke up!

Please don't kick me and make me drop

all my wet, wet potions.

Janzu, you little harlot.

-We don't want your magic. -Mmm.

Playing hard to get?

Hey! This must be the magic man!

Why didn't you wake me up?

Uh-oh. Is kitty mad at Janzu?

Mmm!

Ooh!

Ax, I cannot smell that fog again.

Quick, let's kill Chronos.

Or we could stop him from picking up the magic?

Fine.

Actually, Tyris and I were talking and we were thinking

maybe we do the next fight without magic.

Why is Tyris filling up her satchel?

Ooh! Oh!

Ow! Ooh! Ooh!

Mmm!

Oh, I see what's going on here.

You guys are jealous of my fog magic.

We're not jealous.

It's just that your magic is stupid

and harms our reputation.

Tyris, be gentle.

We all have our irritating habits.

Not me.

Oh, come on.

Your battle grunts? Every time

you swing your sword, it's like...

You think that's irritating?

Every time you stab a skeleton in the chest,

you shout, "Ribbed for my pleasure!"

That doesn't mean anything.

-They have ribs. -And you know what else?

Your name is Ax Battler, but you fight with a sword.

It's a superior weapon!

Then you should call yourself Sword Battler!

That's an inferior name!

I feel like we're off-track.

Where are we landing on the fog magic of it all?

"Excuse me.

Do you happen to carry ride able necks?"

This is one crazy head.

Marcus, please. It's bad enough

you kept that thing, but this is so disrespectful.

-"Nuh-uh." -Enough.

Give me the head.

"Take me out to dinner first."

"Whoa!"

"Talk about putting our heads together."

Marcus! Are you okay?

Why are you doing this?

I know you stole Chicken Leg,

and I'm here to get him back.

What? I... What?

I would never steal a man's ride able.

I have too much respect for the sacred bond

between rider and beast.

Then what is in here?!

They caught me.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Easy, easy, noble creature.

I see you, and I know you see me.

Let us merge souls.

Chicken Leg!

What are you doing?!

Scram! Quit beast-blocking.

We're bonding here.

No, he belongs to my friend.

Whoa! I didn't know he was taken.

You were standing in the beam of light.

You know what you were doing.

Chicken Leg! Gilius is gonna be so happy.

Let's go!

Come on, Chicken Leg. We got to find Gilius.

Wait.

Do you not want to go?

Did you run away?

But why would you run away from Gilius?

Is it because he's gruff and impatient

and never once complimented your fur collar

even though he knows it keeps you warm

and gives you confidence?

That's it, isn't it?

Oh. Hey, Chicken Leg, you remember Daisy.

Chicken Leg, no!

So, I've got this idea for a business.

Tunics. But for guys like me.

Are there other guys like you?

-I sure hope so. -I don't.

Chicken Leg, don't eat your sister!

Chicken Leg!

-Hyah! -Ow!

Don't spur me. We speak the same language.

-Just say "go" and I'll go. -My gods, forget it.

No! Chicken Leg, stop!

No, no. She's not food, Chicken Leg.

She's your sister. Uh-uh.

Aw! Chicken Leg!

Gilius!

I mean, good morrow, Gilius.

What the hell is wrong with that thing?

I don't know. But I do know what's wrong with Chicken Leg.

You. That's right.

Chicken Leg ran away.

Daisy, please. I'm trying to talk to Gilius.

Chicken Leg is sick of the way you treat him,

and, you know what, so am I.

Uh, can we have this conversation later?

Oh, am I slowing you down too much?

Well, maybe it's time that you slow down

and appreciate what people do for you.

Oh, gods!

Hey, Gilius?

Chicken Leg and I are ready to talk

about what's happening with Daisy.

Gilius, when we parted, there were things left unsaid.

I wonder what he was gonna say.

This must be why they feed

these things to the beasts while they're still slugs.

Excellent observation at an extremely inappropriate time!

Thank you.

Gilius, what should we do?

Just keep dive rolling!

Unleash hell, Chicken L...

I told you he was mad at you.

My gods, can everyone put their feelings aside for one second?

Oh, gods!

Chicken Leg!

Gilius, you have to let go!

I can't! He's my best...

Your best what, Gilius?

Your best what?!

Swallowed by a monster.

Oh, gods! I'm so scared.

I'm being even more cowardly than I sound right now.

This is where we die.

You don't even spell your name right.

-A-X? It makes no sense. -Ha.

Yes, it does.

"Axe" with an "E," except if it's me.

That's insane.

-Then why does it rhyme? -Enough!

Yeah, you grunt way too loud when you battle.

And you should totally use an axe.

It would make way more sense.

But you have to keep it down.

These ruins could be crawling with...

Skeletons!

Ha-ha-ha.

Aah...

I mean...

Yah.

Foul fiends, prepare to fall under the blade of my...

name-appropriate weapon!

Whoa! Oh!

Oh, it's so top-heavy.

I should've used a sword!

-Should've used a sword! -Ha.

-Yah. Yah. -Enough!

Y'all need a fog break.

I was just figuring out how to use this terrible weapon.

Dispel your fog so that I may vanquish my enemy

in a quiet and ladylike manner.

Ugh. Smells like the sweaty crease on a centaur

where the horse becomes the guy.

We're never gonna win with this tension between us.

I'm not gonna clear the fog

until you two clear the air.

Now everybody say something nice about each other.

No wrong answers in the fog.

Just wrong odors.

Fine. I'll go first because I'm the leader and the bravest.

Horrible start.

Tyris, I know I said I didn't like your grunts,

but they can be inspiring.

And sometimes when you're not around, I grunt, too.

Wow. Brave. Thank you, Ax.

-Tyris? -Okay, fine.

Even though it doesn't make any sense that you use a sword,

you are very good at wielding it. And...

you're a fast swimmer.

Now anyone want to say something nice

about a certain panther-person's fog?

Uh, the smell grows on you?

Thank you.

Now let's murder some skeletons.

Okay.

Oh. Yeah. Fog magic is poisonous to skeletons.

Did I not say that? No wonder you guys hated it.

It's a bad design.

Oh, gods!

I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die!

I'm not gonna die.

Behold the Emerald Blade!

Why isn't it working?!

I'm gonna die!

Of all the morons in the world,

why did the Emerald Blade choose Hampton?

What? You think it's my fault we're in here?

You're the one who ran away.

Oh, gods.

This is it. Fine. Maybe you ran off

because I was a little insulting.

But in my defense, I thought you didn't understand

because of your tiny little peabrain.

It was a jo... Oh, you're so sensitive. Look!

I followed you into this monster's stomach, didn't I?

Doesn't that count for something?

Really? You need me to say it now?

Fine. Fine.

I-I appreciate you, Chicken Leg.

I know I'm impatient and gruff,

but you're a damn good ride able and my best friend.

S-Sort-sort of. By default.

And Hampton has potential.

There. I've said what I really feel.

If you can talk, which I've always suspected you can,

now would be the time.

That was extremely unsatisfying.

Gilius!

You're alive!

Unbelievable. Hampton,

you must've annoyed this monster so badly

that it chose to take its own life.

Ha. Quick-witted as ever.

Oh. A real theory.

Oh, no, I had help.

Are these the ride able beasts you freed?

Indeed. They were amazing.

You said my dawdling would get us into trouble,

but I helped those animals, and they came back to help us.

Or maybe they were just hungry.

Either way, we've wasted enough time.

Death Adder's out there, and, even more importantly,

Ax and Tyris are closer to him than we are.

Great. Let me just choose one of these beasts,

and we'll be off.

They seem busy.

Hop on.

This is fun!

Faster, faster, faster, faster, faster!

We need to get you a ride.

Oh, hey, Gilius.

Ugh, not him. Never him.

I want what they have.

A real connection. A merging of souls.

Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew.

Chirp.