Previously on Thundercats...
Say hello to the Feliner.
I am Vultaire, Prefect of Avista City.
We know you possess a power stone. We need it.
I think we'll hold on to it, thank you very much.
Take this trash and throw them off this city.
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Well, this stinks.
That distinct aroma is coming from the refuse drum.
This is where we dispose of our trash.
Let us go.
Now!
Normally we'd return guests to the ground by airship.
But when they engage in kidnapping
and acts of sabotage against our fair city,
we use this.
You can't do this to us.
We'd much rather be stopped.
Sir, we're detecting a fleet of ships.
Order every pilot to the sky cutters.
Whoever they are, they have no chance against the technology of Avista.
Vultaire, you know who this is.
It's Mumm-Ra, and he's coming for your Power Stone.
And if you want to have a chance against him,
you're going to need a few feral barbarians on your side.
I've always said the enemy of my enemy is my friend.
I wanted to tell you I'm sorry.
My actions in the stone chamber were brash.
You almost got us killed, Pumyra.
I need to know, do I have your loyalty?
I serve my King and master.
We've been going to everyone Lion-O's helped on Third Earth.
Because this time, he's the one who could use some help.
Can we count on you?
So is that a yes or a no?
How does Mumm-Ra keep finding us?
No doubt you led him right to us.
That's impossible.
All that matters now is keeping the stone away from him.
We'll defend the perimeter.
And we'll defend the skies.
Cats...
Keep them off this city.
Vulture One to squadron.
Let's teach these savages the art of combat, shall we?
Osprey wing, attack pattern 17.
Too many.
I'm hit!
Vultaire, break up your formations. You're just making it easy for them.
I don't understand. The simulations!
This is war, not a game.
All wings, follow my lead.
Break formation and improvise.
Right with you, Tiger One.
I am your leader.
Kestrel wing, attack pattern 23.
Vultaire, retreat! You don't know what you're up against.
Such power.
Citizens of Avista,
I offer you one chance to surrender and join me.
With our combined might, we can rule third earth together.
Resist, and you shall perish.
What is your choice?
Let's give him our answer.
I've got one missile left.
And it's going straight down his throat.
I have a lock.
What a coincidence. So do I.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend, yes?
Hold the line! Keep them off the decks.
We need to fall back and secure the Stone Chamber.
She's right. We'll hold them as long as we can. Go!
We're out of time. You need to take the stone now.
We've been over this. The entire city will fall.
It's already fallen. At least we'll take Mumm-Ra with it.
I won't doom thousands.
I, on the other hand,
have no such concerns.
If you've hurt her...
Your concern is misplaced.
You're hopelessly outmatched.
Count again. I have two Power Stones.
And once I destroy you, I will have three.
The sword of omens is a pale copy
that can only tap a fraction of the stone's power.
This is the original,
carved from the heart of a shattered star.
My ancestor defeated you with the sword of omens.
I will do the same.
Ancient spirit of evil,
transform this decayed form
to Mumm-Ra the ever-living!
What can I say? I'm a politician.
Now, I believe you have a rendez-vous with the ground.
Is our whole relationship based on saving each other's lives?
It seems that way sometimes.
A whole day scouring Third Earth.
We've asked everyone for help.
The fishmen, the elephants, the berbils,
even those stinky dogs.
Anyone left?
Then we did our best. We'd better get back to the others.
The stones are mine.
You cannot fully harness that power,
and yet the stones still protect you.
I will just have to get one for myself.
Never!
Warning. Antigravity failure imminent.
They took out the blasted stone.
We've got minutes till this whole place falls.
Sounds like a rush.
Too bad you'll miss it.
This is for shooting me out of the air.
You can hit him when he wakes up. Come on. Lion-o needs our help
Pumyra, throw it!
Lion-O. You are my King.
But he is my master.
Why?
Fool.
Pumyra has been mine, body and soul,
since the day Thundera fell.
You remember that day, don't you, Lion-O?
Pumyra fell in battle,
waiting for a king who never came.
Please, don't leave me.
But her fiery rage shined bright in the well of souls,
calling out for revenge.
I invoked the ancient spirits to bring her back
to take revenge on the one who betrayed her.
Against you.
The signs.
They were there all along.
You tracked us through her.
You were a fool not to see it,
a love struck fool.
Now die as I did, helpless and alone!
He'll never be alone as long as we're alive.
Then allow me to remedy that problem.
Now if there are no further distractions.
You didn't forget about us, did you?
Do you think I will hesitate to destroy two kittens?
Kit, Kat. Get out of here!
It's okay. We brought backup.
We went to everyone you ever helped
and told them it was time to return the favor.
And that's all you could find?
He just didn't like riding in here with the others.
Because you one stood by us, Lion-O,
we wanted to be here to stand by you.
Berbils love Lion-O.
Now take them down!
A pyrrhic victory.
This city will become your tomb.
And I'll take the stones from its shattered remains.
Come, beloved.
Farewell, my King.
Warning. Antigravity power at 10%.
Panthro, we have to save the city.
There's not enough power to keep it in the air.
There may be enough power in the city's thrust generators to land it.
I'm rerouting power from every machine in the city.
It's working.
Firing engines now!
Can't fly, but I sure can land.
The berbils will get your city flying again.
Eventually.
Meanwhile, some time on the ground will do you good.
You okay?
I was a fool to trust Pumyra.
And now look what I've lost us.
You have lost a lot, but look what you've gained.
The different animals of Third Earth working together for the first time.
You know why?
You, Lion-O.
You gave them something to believe in.
Now, there's still one more stone left.
Are we gonna find it or what?