01x09 - The Sorcerer's Apprentice

[bunniefuu]

(exciting music)

- [Leon] Alvar!

Look what I got for you.

Here we go!

- No, I don't miss, okay?

(laughing)

- Thank you.

- Hey, Aruna, look what I got.

- (crying) Help me, please.

(soft flute music)

Please!

Please, please!

(wind whistling)

(cow lowing)

(girl crying)

(wind whistling)

- Don't touch 'em!

Don't touch anyone.

- Who's done this?

- [William] You mean what's done this?

- Last time I saw anything like this was years ago

in the Bronwen Isles.

(wind whistling)

A whole settlement had been wiped out.

They were covered with black boils.

- [William] What caused it?

- No one's certain,

but we believed the source must've come

from a rare and deadly element called Yttrium.

(liquid gurgling)

- And you think it might've made its way here?

- Possibly.

I don't know of anything that could've done this.

It'll be a long time before it's safe

to come anywhere near a village around here.

For our own safety, we must leave here as fast as we can.

Come on.

(liquid gurgling)

- Voss!

I need you now, Voss!

What's keeping you, man?

Voss!

Don't say.

Tidying around isn't important, Voss, not at this moment.

Our paperwork is in a...

What's that?

What have you been up to?

- I've been working on an antidote

for the Yttrium strain, sir.

- Without my permission?

What have, what is this?

Fetch a beaker.

Pour in two measures.

Carefully, man.

Now add reagent.

Carefully, carefully!

(mixture hissing)

Do you know what you've done?

Look, man, look!

- It could be the Yttrium element, sir.

- Could be?

It is the Yttrium element, you maniac!

Intensified tenfold, twenty-fold,

with variance.

We're here to find an antidote!

Something to fight the culture, not strengthen it!

Of whole experimental work,

no more of this meddling from you, get out of here!

You'll confine yourself to paperwork

until I can find a replacement for you.

(magical powder exploding)

- We can't just leave 'em there to rot, Leon.

- But we don't know how it's passed on.

If we touch them or breathe the air around them,

we could become contaminated ourselves.

- Yeah, but if we just leave them

and other people pass by and wanna bury them?

- We could leave a black flag at each end

of the settlement to warn people off.

- Now, that's a good idea, Drogo.

- But what we really need to know is what's causing this.

I mean, is it really this Yttrium element?

- There is one man who can advise,

perhaps help.

- Kalem, who is this?

- His name is Athelston.

- But he works for Xax.

- True, his experiments are funded by Xax,

but he is not a Xaxian follower by choice.

At the moment, he is in need of a skilled assistant.

One of you must become that assistant.

- What?

(Alvar growling)

- If something isn't done and quickly,

the kingdom of Kale will be destroyed.

(horse hooves clicking)

- [Guard] Halt!

- [Driver] Whoa!

(spacey music)

- Open the gate!

- So who wants to be Athelston's right-hand man?

- Someone who can learn enough in a few days

to convince him he has a young scientist in his presence.

- I suppose it should be me.

- Out of the question.

You're the most famous outlaw in Kale.

Your face is on posters everywhere.

- Yeah, well I guess that rules you out, too.

Everyone's heard of Leon Strong.

- So who does that leave?

- (chuckling) Oh, no.

Uh-huh, I am the third-best known outlaw in Kale.

- Perhaps as a young woman.

- But not as a young man.

(Commissioner clears throat)

- Yes?

- An unexpected visitor, my Lord Protector,

the magus, Zadrim.

- Have you lost your mind, Commissioner?

Zadrim has been banished to the Torrid Zone.

- With respect, my lord, it is the magus, Zadrim.

- Zadrim, to what do we owe this pleasure?

- Self-interest, what else?

We three need to talk.

And, as your crystal can't reach me in the Torrid Zone--

- Mercifully for you (chuckling).

- That is a fact, or was.

Now things are a little different.

- What do you want, Zadrim?

- What I've always wanted,

my fair proportion of the kingdom.

- You have the Torrid Zone.

Be thankful for that.

- (laughing) That wasteland!

Fit only for goats and reptiles.

Hardly suitable for a grand wizard of Kale.

- Second rank.

(Xax chuckling)

- Until now.

- Get out, Zadrim, before you try my patience,

you'll get nothing more from us.

- What if I could come up with a method

of making you change your minds?

- What?

Say, by invading the kingdom?

(Xax and Kreel laughing)

- If we can't reach a compromise, then certainly.

But with something more deadly than an army.

Something that even you, Kreel, with all your powers,

will find impossible to control or defeat.

- Okay, hydrogen, helium, lithium, beryllium, boron,

nitrogen, oxygen! - Good, good.

Ah, first Zantium element.

- Oh!

- Come on, come on.

(Aruna growls) We have to do this.

Now come on!

First law of zanteen--

- Zanteen is that the temperature--

- Temperature must remain constant throughout the whole--

Come on. (Aruna growling)

- Okay, the first rule of zanteen is

that the temperature must remain constant

throughout the process of distillation.

- Good!

- Oh, Leon's much better at this than I am.

I'm used to needle-women and milliners making me clothes.

- So, you missed all the fun of working?

- Oh, what fun?

- Being a shepherd, or a horsewoman, or a farmer.

- Wouldn't you like to be a prince,

to have nothing to do but dress in the finest clothes,

and speak the languages of all the tribes,

and go riding and hunting and adventuring

to your heart's content?

- What, and end up marrying someone like you?

- I don't need five squadrons of warriors

with what I have at my disposal.

- You've wasted a great deal of our time

making unspecified threats.

We're not impressed.

- (yawning) Perhaps I should just separate his head

from his shoulders right now.

- In that event,

I've left orders for the kingdom

to be destroyed within the week.

- You're bluffing.

- Am I?

I'll guarantee you that, within the week,

you'll be crawling to me with an offer of half the kingdom.

By then, it may be too late.

(Zadrim laughing)

- He's bluffing.

- Zadrim may be vain and arrogant, but he's no fool.

He's absolutely ruthless and he doesn't bluff.

(gentle music)

- There it is, there's Athelston's house.

- [Aruna] Yeah, I don't like the look of it.

- Well, don't worry, you don't have to stay there long.

Just find out what Athelston's working on.

If you feel like you can trust him,

tell him about the dead settlement.

Look, if there's any sign of trouble,

you get outta there fast, all right?

Good luck.

(door latch rumbling)

(Aruna tapping)

(wind whistling)

(soft music)

- You come highly recommended, Arawn.

- I hope so, sir.

- Yet the Arboreans are not famed

for their skill in the sciences.

- In the Great Heights I was taught little else.

- Really?

Were you?

But I shall have to put you to the test, of course.

- I expected nothing less.

- Can be seated.

Look at the crystal.

Now, the first test is to determine the depth

of your knowledge and the speed

with which you can recall it.

I shall ask you to give me precepts of philosophy

taken from the earliest times up to the present.

When I say one, you will begin.

And Scholar Voss will upturn the glass.

If you have not completed your list

by the time the glass is empty,

I shall have to give you farewell, you understand?

- Yes, of course, sir.

- Very well.

One.

(wind whistling)

- And myrene reacts negatively when in the presence of air.

(Voss groans)

- Well, even Voss would find it hard to match

your grasp of the systems of alchemy.

So I wholeheartedly welcome you

to the art and mystery of the physician!

- Leon, the death of this family.

Do you think it could've been deliberate?

- It was isolated,

no chance of a general alarm,

and it was effective, all of them, stone dead.

No tales to tell.

- But why?

(Alvar whining)

- It may have been a trial run,

to demonstrate that somebody has the power

to k*ll a whole community silently,

with no possibility of blame.

- Well, it couldn't be Xax and Kreel,

they wouldn't do anything silently and secretly.

- It may have been a warning

to those who seek to disobey them.

Xax is unpredictable,

who knows what goes on in his head?

- Yeah, you're right.

And if Athelston's involved with them,

Aruna could be in a lotta danger.

(gentle music)

- We need distilled water to finish this set.

Ask Arawn to bring us a measure, would you?

(Aruna gasps)

- What do you think you're doing?

If the master catches you going through his papers

without his knowledge, he'll be furious.

You go and explain yourself to him now.

- I overheard Voss shouting.

What were you doing in the study, Arawn?

- I was trying to familiarize myself

with your experiments, sir.

- Oh, well, reading's all right,

but if you interfere with my practical experiments,

especially without my supervision,

at best, you could undo months of research,

and at worst, you could release cultures

that would k*ll us all.

- Yes, I'm sorry, Master.

I won't touch anything.

(people chattering) (harp music)

(Xax sighing)

- [Kreel] We have trouble, my lord.

- Oh, Kreel, have you no ear for music?

- Trouble that could be serious for the kingdom.

- More revolting peasants?

Or peasants in revolt?

- Something far more sinister than that.

- [Athelston] This work Voss was doing.

- The Yttrium element?

- Yes, yes, I'm gonna try an experiment.

Mix one measure of the element

with measures of distilled water.

- Why?

- People who live by rivers likely infected

with dangerous germs can often build up a resistance to them

because they drink the water regularly.

- And the germs are greatly diluted.

- Yes, yes.

(mixture hissing and gurgling)

No.

Oh, no, no, no, this must be an impossibility,

it's against all the principles of science!

- [Aruna] What is it, Master?

- It's the, the germs have multiplied, strengthened!

The virus intensifies in water!

Oh, do you realize what this means?

- Oh, what, Master?

- If someone was so evil as to put one measure

of that element into a river or a lake,

well, within hours, it would be strong enough

to destroy the whole nation!

(somber music)

- An isolated community totally wiped out without a trace,

not a sign of what caused it.

- Zadrim.

But you just said he was a second-class magician.

- Athelston.

- Athelston's an honorable man, my lord.

He wouldn't have anything to do with a sorcerer like Zadrim.

- You may very well be right, Commissioner,

but he has an assistant, Voss,

who may not be so particular.

- Ride over there immediately, Commissioner,

and then report back to me personally.

- My lord.

(wind whistling)

(haunting choral music)

(Alvar grunting)

- Kalem?

- Aruna may be in danger.

There's a party of warriors

on the way to Athelston's laboratory.

- I'll get her out.

- [Kalem] Be careful!

- Oh, yeah, we all need a drink,

something reviving.

Voss, be so good as to draw us some

of that goodly wine, would you?

- Of course, Master, my pleasure.

(Athelston sighing)

- Not a word to Voss about our discovery.

- You think he's not to be trusted?

- Well, I certainly wouldn't want to trust him

with the knowledge of how to multiply the virus.

(wine gurgling) (soft music)

Voss is a, he's an excellent technician,

but he's always had a morbid fascination

with the negative power of the sciences.

His arrogance and impatience made him quite unsuited

for scientific investigation.

I can see you don't share those traits of his, Arawn.

- Thank you, Master.

(liquid gurgling)

So, uh, where did Voss come from?

- Oh, he came to me from William of Dryberg,

the apothecary failed to satisfy his hunger for knowledge.

For some time, I believe he feels that

there's nothing more to learn from me either.

(door latch rumbling)

Ah, Voss, beginning to think

you'd fallen asleep over the wine.

- (chuckling) No, I drew the wine very slowly, Master.

I did not want to spoil the bouquet.

Scholar Arawn, may your stay with us

be a long and happy one.

- Oh, I'm sorry, Master Voss,

but I gotta headache.

I think I need some fresh air.

- Oh, yes, of course.

I think you'll find our little garden most pleasant, Arawn.

Ah.

(owl hooting)

(Voss clearing his throat)

- You forgot your wine, young sir.

- Oh, no, I couldn't drink any without being sick.

- Oh, nonsense!

It'll pull you through.

- No, really.

Why don't you drink it though?

Seems a shame to waste a good wine.

- Tell you the truth,

one glass of this is more than enough for me.

Well, I can't throw it back into the barrel.

(tense music)

It's unusual for Arboreans to study the sciences.

Tell me, who were you studying with before you came here?

- Uh, Leo the Learned (chuckling).

No one you would know, I'm sure.

- No.

You're very young, aren't you?

I'm surprised your family lets you travel alone.

- I'm here with my kinsman, Master Tellfor.

- Ah, and what is his occupation?

- Uh, a merchant, sir.

Wealthy and successful.

- How fortunate to have such a protector.

- Oh, indeed.

- See you at supper.

(wolf howling)

(soft music)

(birds chirping)

- Morning, sir.

I'm here to ask after my cousin, Arawn?

- Oh, Master Arawn is well.

You'd better come in.

- Thank you.

- But, cousin, how kind of you to visit me.

You're on your way back home?

- I promised your mother I'd look in on you

and you know how mothers are.

- Well, she's well, I hope.

- Well, that's just it.

She's not too well at all.

She wants to see you.

In fact, that's why I'm here, to take you home.

- I see, uh, well, I'll have to speak to Master Athelston.

- Oh, the master will be with you shortly.

My name's Voss, and you are?

- Tellfor, sir, from the Committed Regions,

and I'm very interested in the work you do here.

- Oh, I had no idea our work was common knowledge.

- It's time it was, Voss.

- [Aruna] Master?

- Get me some water, will you?

- My name is Tellfor, sir.

- Oh, (groans) oh, forgive me, I'm,

I'm feeling far from well today.

- Your water, sir.

Cold, pure, with a little Oil of Hyssop for your stomach.

You need a doctor, Master.

- Quickly, I'll go.

- Oh, no, let me.

I know the area well.

Please, take care of him

and keep him comfortable until I return.

(wind whistling)

- [Aruna] Well?

- This looks like what we saw in the dead family.

- Yeah, I've gotta find Voss.

The doctor has to know that the Yttrium element's here.

- If this is what we think it is, Athelston,

how can I help you?

- Oh, if it is, sir, then nothing can help me.

No, no, stay back.

(somber music)

(Drogo groans)

- A man came out just now, which way did he go?

- On the deck of the building.

- Oh, no.

Will, quick!

- What is it?

Dead flowers?

- Last night, Voss prepared a wine for us all.

Now, Athelston drank his,

but I came outside 'cause I had a headache.

(clattering)

Voss followed me and tried to persuade me to drink it.

When I said no, he threw it away,

over those flowers.

(exciting music)

(Athelston groaning)

(glass tinkling)

- [Athelston] Voss!

- [William] Drogo, you stay here!

(hissing)

No, wait, that's sleeping gas.

Cover your mouth and nose.

- I'll destroy us both.

And my life's work!

(glass tinkling)

(Aruna and William coughing)

- [William] Athelston!

(door latch clattering)

(Aruna and William coughing)

- Voss,

is it, it's impulse!

- We've got to get out of here.

Leave everything!

Aruna, that's enough!

We value our lives more!

- [Drogo] Hey!

(Drogo and Voss grunting)

(Drogo yelling)

(tense music)

- Drogo?

Drogo!

What happened?

- Did the fumes reach you?

- I saw Voss running,

I went for it.

He was too strong.

- Come on.

- We have to find him.

With that deadly element, he can hold the kingdom to ransom.

- I can track him.

- Wait a minute, Xax's men, we have to hide.

- Carefully, men.

Lord Kreel.

- Commissioner.

- [Commissioner] The laboratory's destroyed,

Your Excellency.

There was a man running away.

- Get after him and bring him back to me.

(wind whistling)

Voss, it has to be him.

If you were Voss, what would you do with such a culture?

- I would sell it to the highest bidder.

(haunting choral music)

- Wait.

(coughing) Sleeping gas.

Must be Voss.

Look.

He's knocked out Esdras and his men.

- [Aruna] Well, if he's not working for Xax,

who is he working for?

- Must be up there in the woods somewhere.

We're gonna have to be cunning to get that culture off him.

- They're gonna be out 'til morning.

I just don't get it.

What does Voss plan to do with the culture?

k*ll the world?

- If he's mad, he might try.

I don't think he is though.

He's going somewhere with a purpose.

But where?

I mean, this obviously doesn't have anything to do with Xax.

This is a far greater evil.

Come on.

(wind whistling)

(magic powder exploding)

- Voss!

- Magus Zadrim.

- You have something I need.

Give me the culture.

- No!

If I give you the culture, you'll just k*ll me!

- (chuckling) I still need you to develop the culture.

Join me in the Torrid Zone.

You will be richly rewarded.

- [William] Voss, are you there?

- Throw the flask to me.

Give it to me!

- [William] Voss!

I need to talk to you.

(wind whistling)

- The flask, Voss!

- [William] I will pay you well

for what you took from the laboratory.

- How much are you talking about, teran of gold?

(spacey music) (wind whistling)

(Drogo growling)

- [Aruna] Who is that?

- Vals help us,

that's the magus, Zadrim.

- I want you with me by dawn tomorrow, Voss.

(wind whistling)

- He's behind this.

(soft flute music)

- Tellfor, you're wasting my time!

It's teran of gold or the game's up!

- All right, Voss, teran, it is.

Now show yourself.

I'm coming in alone.

- Smart moves, Tellfor.

I'm prepared to use it.

(Drogo growling)

Arawn!

(Voss grunting)

(somber music)

(Voss groaning)

- Here.

- It's zanteen, it's a harmless chemical accelerator.

- What?

He must've given the flask to Zadrim.

- Well, then, let's go after them.

- No, no, wait a minute.

Zadrim's a very powerful wizard.

We have to be careful.

Look, I'll find him and talk to him, as Tellfor.

Drogo, you go get Leon and meet us at the Torrid Zone.

Gonna need all the help I can get.

(Zadrim laughing)

- It's Zadrim.

He says he has the means to destroy us.

If we don't meet his demands,

he'll poison the kingdom within two days.

- Then I shall go into the Torrid Zone and end his game!

- Be careful, he's a sorcerer, not a warrior.

- And you think I will lose?

For all your stewardship, for all your training,

you think I will lose?

What does that say of your abilities, Kreel?

- The Eye cannot penetrate the Torrid Zone.

I cannot protect you there.

- You are nothing without Shaytana's Eye, Kreel.

I, on the other hand, am a man.

I am a warrior.

I am the Lord Protector of the peoples of Kale,

and I intend to save my kingdom.

I, alone!

(tense music)

- The magus, Zadrim, is expecting me.

- [Guard] Ho!

(hawk screeching)

(wind whistling)

(somber music)

- The magus, Zadrim.

Your men told me I'd find you here.

- Evidently, and you are?

- Tellfor, sir, a merchant from the Committed Regions.

I'm here to meet with Scholar Voss

with a view to doing business with him

and your distinguished self, of course.

- Well, I certainly am distinguished

and a little puzzled.

I believed the business between Voss and me

to be strictly private.

- Yes, but he wanted an honest broker

to safeguard his interests.

- And are you honest, Master Tellfor?

- Well, I hope so, sir.

- So do I.

We have an honest broker to join our discussion,

a Master Tellfor from the Committed Regions.

- If that man's name is Master Tellfor,

then call me William Tell.

- Xax.

A regular thieves' kitchen.

(William gasps)

- Who, exactly, are you?

- The out-born assassin, William Tell.

- Tell?

What are you doing here in the Torrid Zone?

- Business with Voss, like I told you.

- What do you know of Voss?

- That he possesses a key to pure evil.

- In what form?

- You paid him, you should know!

- And what made you think you might find him here?

- Voss m*rder*d Athelston and fled.

I've been on his trail ever since.

He gave me the slip somewhere in the Zone.

- When Voss arrives, we'll hear the truth.

- And if he doesn't?

(Zadrim laughing)

- This man will suffer.

Take him away!

(William grunting)

Secure him!

(William grunting)

- Once I have concluded my business with Zadrim,

I shall return to watch you die.

(gentle music)

- We turn right here and follow along with the ridge,

'til we reach the Torrid Zone.

- You all right, Princess?

- I can make it.

- I must make clear certain issues to you, Zadrim.

Voss is my servant,

in my employment,

therefore, anything he discovers is mine.

He's not free to sell it to the highest bidder.

- In principle, you're right, of course,

but not in practice.

Voss has left your employment

and he's on his way to negotiate with me

over the sale of certain interesting substances.

- Which still belong to me, Zadrim.

- Not in fact.

(somber music)

I would've thought that you, of all men,

would be aware that possession is / of the law.

I have, in my possession,

a culture from the Yttrium element.

Voss is going to help me discover a catalyst with my gold.

- What exactly do you intend to do with this element?

- Nah, nothing,

as long as you grant me absolute control

over the southern half of the kingdom.

- And what if I don't?

- Well, then, I'll take the Yttrium element

and tip it into the headwaters of the river

that flows through the entire kingdom.

- k*lling everything in Kale?

- (chuckling) Oh, yes.

What I can't have, I will destroy.

- And you think I can't stop you?

- I know you can't.

And Voss will be here at dawn to demonstrate to you

the power of the Yttrium element.

(wind whistling)

(William grunting)

If Voss doesn't arrive before dawn tomorrow,

well, we have quite a long night ahead of us.

- Hm, yes, and we may just run out of conversation, Zadrim.

- Hm, (fingers snapping).

Are you interested in music, Lord Xax?

- Music?

Yeah.

- Just a little invention of mine.

I'm good at invention.

Distilled music with live performers.

(music box music) (Zadrim laughing)

- Kreel has no ear for music.

(wind whistling)

You and I, somewhat of a kind, yes?

(Xax and Zadrim laughing)

(somber music)

(William grunting)

(wind whistling)

- You're thinking.

You're thinking it's time you used

your death wand against me.

- Mm, well, it would be one way

out of this problem I'm having.

First of all, I would dispatch you

and then I would dispatch the traitor, Voss.

- With all the powers of Lord Kreel

and his crystals cannot penetrate the Torrid Zone.

Likewise, your death wand has no power here.

- Oh, really?

Yah!

(wind whistling)

- You see?

Now I could destroy you just like that (fingers snapping).

- Oh, just like that (fingers snapping), really?

Just like that, hm.

Except for one thing, Zadrim.

You need my permission

in order to control and rule part of my kingdom!

- When Voss gets here,

he'll be able to demonstrate to you

the unbelievable power of the Yttrium element

and you'll be only too happy to give that permission.

- Why is Voss so important to you, Zadrim?

- He's the only one that can control the Yttrium,

it's a very unstable element.

(music box music)

- I'd like to see him demonstrate it.

On William Tell.

(Zadrim chuckling)

Tomorrow, at dawn.

And if Tell dies,

maybe then I will take you seriously.

(Zadrim chuckling)

(somber music) (William grunting)

(Alvar whining) (music box music)

- Hey, Alvar, I was starting to think

I'd never see you again.

- What about us then, Scholar?

So what's happened to Will?

Where's that music coming from?

- He's been up there for hours

with the magus, Zadrim.

- Anyone else?

- No, I don't know,

but no one's come in or out of there

since Zadrim took Will inside.

- So we wait?

- Well, that's the order, Wolf Boy.

- And sleep.

(William grunting)

(cell door rattling)

(birds chirping)

(Zadrim chuckling)

- Well, I'm going to sleep.

Wake me when your renegade arrives.

- You'll pay for this one of these days, Zadrim.

- No man who investigates death as thoroughly as I have

is ever afraid of it.

Bear this in mind.

(wind whistling)

(exciting music)

(William grunting)

(Zadrim snoring)

- Shh, shh.

(somber music)

- He wants us to send him up a rope.

Here, put some rocks in here and watch the noise.

Hey, get down.

- All right. - Okay.

Cover me.

- No, I best throw it.

(pouch clattering)

(exciting music)

(wind whistling)

(William grunting)

- All right, Aruna, it's time for some cat burglary.

Do you think you can go in there and get the flask?

- Of course.

- All right, and remember,

if either of them even look like they're gonna wake up,

you get outta there, understood?

- Sure.

(wind whistling)

(suspenseful music)

(wind whistling)

(cat meowing)

(Aruna meowing)

(Xax snoring)

(Zadrim snoring)

(cat meowing)

(cat purring)

(wind whistling)

- Here.

- Well done, Aruna.

- Yeah, well, I had a little help from a friend.

- All right, everybody, let's go, come on.

(dramatic music)

(birds chirping)

(Zadrim groaning)

- Almost dawn.

Voss will be approaching.

Why don't you go and see how our other guest slept?

(Xax chuckling)

(wind whistling)

(water gurgling)

- Right, this should do.

We're far enough away.

Come on, Leon, let's get on with this.

(tense music)

- He's escaped!

(guard grunting)

Damn!

- The flask!

(Zadrim yelling)

I'm not finished yet.

(wind whistling)

(magic powder exploding)

William Tell, where is Voss?

- They've cut us off.

- He betrayed the kingdom for your gold!

It's over, Zadrim!

I have the flask!

- We'll k*ll you all unless you give me the flask!

(Alvar whining)

- Take cover!

(wind whistling)

- Fire!

(arrows exploding)

(wind whistling)

- [Aruna] Ow!

- Drogo!

(Drogo grunting)

(guard grunting)

(Leon grunting)

(Leon yelling)

(guard yelling)

(William gasping)

(Zadrim laughing)

(wind whistling)

(Vara yelling)

- Will, if it touches the water,

it'll destroy the kingdom.

(wind whistling)

(William grunting)

(wind whistling)

(Xax yelling)

(Zadrim laughing)

(wind whistling)

(glass tinkling)

(Zadrim yelling)

(Zadrim gurgling)

(wind whistling)

- Ugh!

- Out of my way, Will.

- No, Aruna.

You saved my life.

- I wasn't trying to save your life, William Tell.

I was trying to save my kingdom.

- Nevertheless, you can go.

- We're even now.

The next time we meet, there will be no mercy.

It will be you and me.

(haunting choral music)

To the death.

- You're too fair for your own good, Will.

- Well, what do we do now?

- Well, we keep searching for the Crystal Arrow, agreed?

- Agreed. - Agreed.

- [Aruna] Agreed.

(Alvar growling)

(exciting music)

(arrow thumps)

- You are learning, William Tell.

(gentle music)