- Please! You have to listen. - Move!
You're making a terrible mistake! You...
Let us go right now!
- The Skeksis killed my mother! - Be silent!
Or I will silence you!
You will never silence me!
Well...
You two Paladins.
Your services are no longer required.
Run along back to your new All-Maudra.
These Gelfling here have just the vigor we're looking for.
- Load them in! - Turn around!
And their little Podling, too.
Get in! I won't tell you again!
Move!
- Let us go! - Gelfling!
Come on! Get in there!
Silence! Get in!
Go, Gelfling! Stop whining!
Silence!
No!
To the Castle of the Crystal.
- Help! - Please, my lords. Please!
- Help us! Please, help! - Don't do this, my lords.
Let us out!
Help us!
- Someone! - Let us go!
Huh.
The Skeksis have Deet.
And Brea.
We have to do something.
You have no idea what horrible things the Skeksis will do to them.
We won't abandon anyone. I promise.
- But we'll have to act quickly. - Let's mount up.
- On your right! - Follow me!
Hi-yah!
Watch out!
Hm?
Oh, what's going on?
Help! Someone help!
Where are they taking us?
Please!
Trust the lords.
You must learn to control your temper, skekVar.
We were sent to collect Gelfling, not spill blood!
I did what was necessary.
I only hope, for your sake, the Emperor sees it that way.
- The Emperor is forgiving. - Of course.
If there's one quality our Emperor is known for,
it's mercy.
- Why have we stopped? - Hm...
Huh?
- What's happening? - Yapa...
Where are we?
Why we not go?
I don't know. Is something wrong?
- Down! - Skeksis!
Rian!
- What's going on? - Rian? Rian is here!
I hear you're looking for me!
Arrogant trifle!
What's the matter? Too scared to come out and face me?
- Now! - Go!
Stay low!
Brea.
- Kylan! - We're here.
- We're going to get you all out. - Somehow.
- Huh? - Please help, please!
What was that? What's happening? Come on, we need to get on.
Open up!
Move! Look out!
- What are you doing? - Squashing a pest!
- But we're not moving! - I know that!
What's it doing?
What is that foul thing?
Huh?
It's some creature! Get away, fiend.
Let go!
- My carriage! - Everyone, out!
- This way! - Come on, let's go! This way.
- Let's go. Go. Don't stop! - Come on.
- This way! - This way. Don't look back! Come on.
Don't stop, move it. That's it. We've gotta go.
You saved us.
I've never seen such a creature before.
Good day. Uh...
This is Lore.
He's my protector.
Thank you, Lore.
You'll die for this impudence, you noxious Gelfling!
What are you doing?
- It's coming for us! - I demand you stop where you are!
Halt! That's far enough!
What shall we do?
- We must escape without delay! - At long last, you've had a good idea.
Yes.
Cowards!
Uh...
Hello there.
Rian.
Brea!
Thank you.
You were so brave!
Uh...
That's him.
- I think it is. - It is.
- I'm glad you're safe. - It is.
- That's Rian. - He's a killer.
- He's the traitor. - Huh?
- And a murderer. - This is all his fault.
- I should go. - You're not going anywhere.
Enough, Paladins.
We owe our lives to Rian.
He is no more our enemy than the Skeksis are our friends.
Tell them.
Hm.
Everything the Skeksis ever told us was a lie.
Huh?
But it's hard to recognize the light when you've spent your whole life in the dark.
Today...
Today you have glimpsed the true face of your lords.
Dreamfast with me.
Learn the secrets they keep from you.
Then spread the truth across Thra,
so we may finally unite as one against our true foe...
the Skeksis.
I will dreamfast with you.
- I will dreamfast. - I will dreamfast.
I will dreamfast.
I will dreamfast with you.
- I will dreamfast. - I will dreamfast with you.
Our beloved All-Maudra is dead.
Now, as is tradition,
the windsifters will deliver six pieces of her crown
to six Maudras
that they might come together to reassemble it
and place it upon the brow of the new All-Maudra.
♪ Ru Aiki ♪
♪ Ru A'ela ♪
♪ Ru Ada'a Ru ♪
♪ Ru Aiki ♪
♪ Ru A'ela ♪
♪ Ru Ada'a Ru ♪
Gelfling need an All-Maudra who will not be swayed from the path
set for us by the Lords of the Crystal.
A beacon of light in these dark times.
I shall be that All-Maudra.
Princess Seladon,
your mother must be returned to Thra.
The burial rites must be observed.
There will be no rites.
- But the All-Maudra... - ...was a traitor!
Now she'll be made an example.
We will burn her.
For shame!
For Thra.
Gelfling!
Gelfling of Stone-in-Wood!
Hm?
- Huh? - A Lord of Crystal walks among you.
Bring water! Bring food!
Come out and fetch. Now!
Huh?
What is this? I give orders!
Do as told!
Have you no respect for lords?
Ow!
Who threw peachberry?
Who shows such disrespect?
Ha!
I see you! I see you!
Stonewood warriors, I command. Go!
Find culprit! Punish! Make pay!
You dare blaspheme!
Snarking woibles!
My face!
How could you? I protect Gelfling!
You owe me!
We owe you nothing!
- We know what you did! - Drainer!
- Drainer!
- Stop!
- Stop, please. - Drainer!
- Get out of here! - So mean!
- Dirty drainer! - Please!
Drainer!
Back, savages!
- Drainer! - Oh, stop it!
Get out!
- Drainer! - Drainer!
- You're not a lord at all! - Drainer!
Stop!
The General and the Ritual Master have returned...
without the promised volunteers.
- The Emperor won't like that. - No.
- This should be interesting. - Let's go.
The rest will have gathered by now.
Before they set off for the Crystal Desert,
the Princess Brea warned us that we were being taken to the castle to be drained.
- I don't believe it. - None of us did!
Praise Thra, we were rescued by two of your fellow guards.
- Oh! - Rian and Gurjin.
When we dreamfasted, we saw the truth for ourselves
and vowed to share their story.
Perhaps he speaks the truth.
But Rian has the mind sickness. The Skeksis look after us Gelfling.
- Yes. - I cannot dreamfast their memories,
but I know what I saw. I risked my life to bring you their truth.
The lords executed the All-Maudra!
The General swung the blade that took her life!
- And your sister in arms... Mira? - Yes.
She was murdered. But not by Rian!
The Skeksis twisted the Crystal to drain her essence.
- Those vicious makrats! - Duplicitous squirms!
- We must rise for our fallen guard! - Yes! Yes!
Yes! Spread the word and gather arms. We take this castle this very night!
Yeah!
We've been walking forever.
Doesn't Lore ever stop to rest?
Do rocks need to rest?
Well, usually they just lie about.
Well...
not Lore.
Unfortunately not.
Whoa! What a view.
What is that?
The Crystal Desert.
It's beautiful!
They say the sands never stop shifting.
Crossing the desert on foot will be about as easy as walking on water.
We should set up camp for the night.
- See what solutions the morning offers. - Yes.
- I'll start a fire. - Looks like another night
- spent sleeping on the ground. - Hup? Help me find some wood.
Hup!
Uh...
Must you complain about everything?
It's not my fault that everything's terrible.
We're not in the Sog anymore.
I never thought I would miss home...
as much as I do.
- It is beautiful, though, isn't it? - Yes.
I keep thinking if I turn my head fast enough,
I'll see my mother's face.
Or if I listen hard enough,
I'll hear her voice.
But I won't.
I'm so sorry, Brea.
Seladon was right. It's all my fault.
I have to go back to Ha'rar.
I can't just leave her like that on the floor.
Going back now won't help anyone.
I should be there to bury her.
Send her essence back to Thra. That there are ceremonies.
Well, maybe we could have our own ceremony right here.
That would help.
- Thank you. - That's what friends do.
We help.
You're a true friend.
- Longneck! There you are. - Hm?
Mother Aughra,
I see your eye is open once again.
Yes. I have heard the Song of Thra,
no thanks to your riddles! Hmph!
- Yet you found your answers. - All but one.
Hm...
How it all ends.
Many pieces on the board,
many possible outcomes.
Aughra must guide all to bring about the best one.
Hm!
Like herding Fizzgig.
And where does my path lead?
Into the sands to face the Hunter.
Mm...
I cannot defeat my dark half.
You will find a way.
But not without sacrifice.
And if I fail?
The heroes of Thra will be lost.
Mm...
- I will end the hunt. - Good.
Get a move on. You Mystics are not known for your swift speed.
- We have much to do. - Hm...
And where do you go?
On to Stone-in-the-Wood
to prevent a terrible mistake.
Hm!
Will we meet again, Aughra?
Hm...
Some things...
even Aughra cannot see, old friend.
Life and death are a circle...
not a line.
There is no end,
no beginning.
Today, our beloved All-Maudra has returned to Thra.
Though we cannot be there to guide her essence home...
we will sing her memory across the wind.
I will bind your words into a dream stitch.
All those who find this seed will know her as you did.
Speak for the dead.
Share your best memory
that we may all know her goodness.
I'm...
Oh, I'm not sure. I...
Did she have a favorite song?
- Favorite joke? - Food?
Did she have a favorite place?
I... I, I don't know how to begin.
My father wasn't what you'd call the affectionate type.
I was a soldier, not a son.
At least that's how it felt.
But when we fought the Hunter...
and the gobbles...
the two of us, side by side...
suddenly I was both.
Every lesson he ever tried to teach me suddenly fell into place.
His final words were "Be brave."
So that's what I'll do...
for my captain.
Mm.
For my father.
Mother was never shy about saying "I love you."
Usually before she made me do something tedious.
“I love you. Get out of bed."
Or "I love you.
Now, go and fetch that report on crop rotation.”
I thought it was something all mothers had to say.
But when I looked in her eyes
as her light faded...
I realized...
she meant it every single time.
♪ Tsian oo as ae oo-oo am ♪
♪ Bez a-a-a puy-um tsa ♪
♪ Tsian tse a-oo as ae oo-oo am ♪
♪ Bez a-a-a, puy-um tsa ♪
♪ Nu mi-ami oo-a-be ♪
♪ Tso-o-o-am be-na-ub ♪
♪Tsian-oo-as-ae oo-oo-am ♪
♪ Bez a-a-a puy-um tsa ♪
♪ Nu mi-ami oo-a-be ♪
♪ Tso-o-o-am be-na-ub ♪
♪ Tsian oo as ae oo-oo am ♪
♪ Bez a-a-a puy-um tsa ♪
♪ Nu mi-ami oo - a - be ♪
♪ Tso-o-o-am be-na-ub ♪
I loved you with all I had.
I'm sorry it wasn't enough.
Huh?
Foul treachery!
Treacherous Gelfling! You'll be drained for this!
- Let me go! - We'll feast on your essence!
No!
Oh, I do hope you taste better than you fight.
Please, my lord! Please!
Please!
The windsifters have flown.
I return with my piece of the Living Crown.
The Stonewood clan rushes to the Vapra in their time of need.
Maudra Fara.
The Whisper Stream has overflown since the flight of the windsifters.
Please, tell me true.
How did she die?
My mother refused Skeksis their volunteers.
She openly defied them
and paid the price for her insolence.
So the rumors are true.
Your mother was a titan.
She never ran from a fight and never gave up the high ground.
She wielded truth
like a Stonewood wields an axe.
We revered her,
and we will avenge her.
No! No! The Skeksis are our lords.
We do not defy our lords.
Their justice was no more harsh than her crime demanded.
Grief has clouded your mind, childling.
I am no childling!
I was there. I saw what happened.
Several of your Paladins
are traveling the land telling a very different story.
Skeksis are harvesting us for essence.
- Draining us of our very life force! - Lies!
The All-Maudra was a traitor!
She betrayed the Seven Clans!
You speak madness.
I speak...
as the All-Maudra.
Where is everyone?
Look at mess.
No guards?
No watch after whole clan revolts?
Heedless ingrates!
That's good.
That's better.
That's the best.
What is matter here? Have all gone mad?
And now public micturition?
Chamberlain, have you not heard?
- Ooh, ah... Excuse me. - Ugh!
The General murdered the All-Maudra.
- The General? - Yes.
- At the Emperor's command? - No, no!
No command at all.
And then the castle guards rose against us.
We crushed them!
It has been a long time since I have experienced
the heady thrill of armed combat.
Emperor must be very angry at General.
Hm...
Perhaps I rejoin at sire's side.
Yes?
Come, come. See for yourself.
Mm...
What a feast!
I'm overcome by zeal! Such ardor!
Oh, yes. Look, see.
Ha!
Oh, my!
Sweet essence!
Delicious!
Ah!
It's so good!
Essence everywhere.
Anyway, as I was saying,
essence goes much better with roasted snoutling.
- Hear, hear! - You're probably wondering
how we came by all this essence.
Ah... it's a delightful tale.
After the guards were defeated,
we started draining them.
Now, we feast on essence!
Don't worry. We kept the Podlings.
Stop! Stop!
Stop the music. I bring news!
Terrible news! Stop!
- Cease all merrymaking! - Bah!
Chamberlain! I see you standing here,
but no Rian.
What do you have to say before I punish you
for your continued failure?
As you celebrate,
Gelfling of Stone-in-Wood rebel.
An entire clan has taken arms against Skeksis.
I was drawn into heated battle.
I face grave danger.
I fought my way out at own personal risk to bring you this report.
Bah!
Stone-in-the-Wood you say?
Yes. Yes! Because of General's blundering violence!
Bah...
- Nonsense. - SkekVar killed All-Maudra
against Emperor's wishes.
Caused all of this. Order is upended!
Huh?
The General has set us free.
Never again will the Skeksis have to bear the burden
of pretending to care for these useless Gelfling.
We will take what is ours without games or pretense.
We will rule forever!
But... But, Emperor...
Emperor.
The Chamberlain here may've inadvertently provided us with our next meal.
The Stonewoods' defiance
is all the justification we need
to clear them out of their village and into our larders!
- We must have more essence! - More essence!
- More! - More!
- More essence! - More essence!
More!
More essence!
What is that I smell on you, Chamberlain?
Oh! Peachberry! SkekSil stinks of it.
Into the bath with you, Chamberlain.
Ah, disgusting.
- Ugh, stinks! - Get out!
- You stink! - Go on with you!
Filthy! Out!
Begone!
Yes. Begone, Chamberlain!
Remove your fetid stench from our presence!
Let go!
Let me go!
Let us out!
Do not lose hope, Paladin.
Princess Tavra.
- You're alive. - For now.
I'm sorry about your mother.
What about my mother?
You don't know.
She stood up to the Skeksis. She tried to save our lives, but...
But she's gone?
Then she died doing what she had to do.
What she always did.
Protecting Gelfling.
Mm...
We must stay strong, Paladin.
For the All-Maudra.
Maudras...
as we all expected,
Maudra Argot of Grot did not make the journey
but sent back her piece of the Living Crown with her blessing.
And so I join it with mine.
You may now deliver your blessings
upon my coronation.
The Spriton bless the All-Maudra.
The Sifa bless the All-Maudra.
Hm.
The Dousan bless the All-Maudra.
Hm.
- The Stonewood withhold. - What?
Maudra Laesid.
The Drenchen withhold.
Oh, no.
This has never happened before.
I am the eldest daughter of the fallen All-Maudra,
heir to the Vapran throne,
next in the line of succession.
The All-Maudra has not always been a Vapran.
But the Skeksis decreed it.
- Yes. - The Skeksis who imprison our children
and take our lives for themselves.
A war is coming, and Seladon is not the one to lead us into battle.
It's my mother's crown. It belongs to me.
I would've followed her into a nest of Spitters, but not you.
I challenge Seladon...
for the Living Crown!
- Fara, don't do this. - Let us not act rashly.
Better we wait and bide our time.
Maudra Fara, I beg you to reconsider. We cannot stand against the Skeksis.
They are few, we are many.
We can fight! I will lead us to victory!
But the Skeksis are immortal.
How can you defeat an enemy that cannot die?
Maudra Fara has invoked a challenge.
It is her right to choose the nature.
Trial by air.
Tests and trials are the Skeksis ways, not Gelfling.
How have we come to this?
Be wary, Fara.
Seladon is very clever. She leaves nothing to chance.
I would wager on the strength of my wings against hers any day.
I accept.
Trial by air.
Victor takes the crown.
Of course.
I will take no pleasure in besting you... childling.
Mm?
Hm?
Easy, Lore. Easy, Lore.
What is that?
The Dousan.
I've never met a Dousan before.
They rarely travel beyond their beloved desert.
The Dousan are the only clan forbidden from being castle guards.
The Skeksis told us they worship death.
Whoa!
He looks fun.
Gidakai kae.
To the great All,
may the dead become one with Thra again.
May we feel their tears in rain
and their warmth in the suns.
Though they are gone, they remain with us still.
That was beautiful.
But trifling compared to the depths of your emotion.
Your song was carried to us on the desert winds.
We heard its melody and were deeply moved.
These passings were very important to you. True?
We have taken many losses.
Friends, parents...
even the All-Maudra.
Yes, we have heard of her passing.
The windsifters have flown.
She was my mother.
I should've known, Princess.
My name is Rek'yr,
Sandmaster of the Southern Xeric.
I'm Brea.
- Here, a simple charm, Princess. - Oh!
Huh.
Made from Moog bone for protection.
If I or any of my crew can be of assistance...
Uh...
Actually,
a few of us seek safe passage across the Crystal Desert.
Bennu and myself would be happy to carry you.
It would be an honor to take you, Princess.
Thank you.
My friends and I need to reach the Circle of the Suns
- as soon as possible. - You seek the Circle?
A cursed ruin.
Dangerous. Forbidden.
Allow me to escort you to the Wellspring instead,
a verdant oasis with crystal...
No. If you're too scared, then it's all right.
- We can find another way. - Very well. Very well.
I will take you as far as I am able.
Thank you. We are forever in your debt.
- Mm. - Um...
Would you excuse us?
Thank you.
What are you doing?
Wait. You don't trust Rek'yr? Why?
Well, for starters,
he's a Dousan.
- They're obsessed with death. - They're not obsessed.
He gave you bones.
- I like it. - Uh...
We graciously accept your offer.
Then we sail at your command.
Hm.
Sail at your command!
I don't like him either.
Come on, Hup. It'll be fun!
Well, I suppose this is where we say goodbye.
We must light the fires of resistance.
And spread the truth across the Seven Clans.
Come here.
- Mm. - Farewell, Rian.
Take care of yourself.
You too... bold Gurjin.
Ha! I like that. Bold Gurjin.
So, the hunt continues.
Don't fear. She's only a frightened child.
She's no threat.
So you've chosen the course for this day's trial by air?
- We'll fly Raunip's Pass. - A dangerous route.
How many trine since a challenge was issued?
I don't even know.
Six hundred and thirty-nine.
This is a wretched business.
Seladon is late. More games!
Perhaps smashing her wings upon the rocks will knock some sense
into the entitled little princess.
Enough waiting. It's obvious Seladon dares not face me.
The Living Crown is mine.
The princess.
She looks like a Skeksis.
Loyal Maudras,
I am humbled by your presence
on the day of my coronation.
You are not All-Maudra. Not while my challenge stands.
Or have you forgotten?
I remember well.
I hereby forfeit my claim to the Living Crown.
What? Is it over then?
Take your soiled trinket, Fara.
This crown belonged to my friend! Your mother.
Her traitorous blood has forever stained the Living Crown.
What was once a symbol of Gelfling unity
is now the sad relic of a failed rebellion.
That is why I have forged a new crown
to symbolize a new future
for all Gelfling.
You defile her legacy with that abomination.
And you invite ruin with your feckless rush to war.
Oh!
The Skeksis, in their infinite wisdom...
...named me All-Maudra upon my mother's death, just as...
Skeksis are draining Gelfling!
- Lies. - You will never be All-Maudra!
I am All-Maudra.
No!
I will have justice!
I will see the Skeksis punished for their crimes.
I will be All-Maudra!
You will bow.
I will never bow!
Then you will crawl!
Fara!
This...
This is the discord my mother has sown.
This is the inevitable end of rebellion.
Gelfling turning on Gelfling. We stand on the brink of anarchy!
Bow before me, Maudra Fara.
And together we will prove our loyalty to the Skeksis
and snuff this fire before it burns us all.
As you burned your own mother.
Paladins!
Escort Fara from the citadel.
- No need. I know the way. - As do I.
It is the rest of you who are lost.
And what will you three choose?
Order...
or chaos?
This is not the Gelfling way.
It is now.