03x17 - The Vault of Focus

[bunniefuu]

[laughing] Yes!

Looks like a geyser just gone off!

Fresh salvage!

Wait till you see all this, Cole!

So there's junk everywhere
in the Land of Lost Things,

but you're excited
about this particular junk?

We're in Sector Four!

Lots of quality gear
spews out in Sector Four.

You've got a lot to learn, newbie.

[laughing]

[gasping] A new book!

Booby traps and How to Survive Them.

Huh, people sure seem to lose
a lot of copies of these.

[Spitz] Cool!
Look what I found!

[roaring]

[screaming]

[cawing]

[yelping] No! No, no, no, no!

It's back, it's back!

[gasping and sobbing]

Fritz!
I'm sorry, I forgot!

Fritz's village was attacked by a monster.

It's how he ended up here.

Fritz, it's okay.

Spitz didn't mean it.

You're safe.

[sighing] I am?

Sure.

You'll always be safe with me.

All of you.

[Kai's voice] Cole?

Cole?

Cole! Are you still with us?

[Cole] The trail's leading
straight to Imperium.

Come on!

[people panicking]

[screaming]

[gasps]

Where's Nokt?
He's the one behind this,

and we gotta get the Finders
back to normal.

I don't see him anywhere!

[Percival] Everyone!
Get to cover!

There's too many of them! Run!

[snarling]

♪ Lost in the unknown ♪

♪ Together we will rise ♪

♪ We fight ♪

♪ Be a ninja for what's right ♪

[thunderclap]

No!

Roby, talk to me!

[roaring affectionately]

Womp, womp...

Just like all the people
in the Land of Lee.

Yeah, but with this guy, being hollow

really improves
his personality, am I right?

Ah!

Don't insult my boyfriend!

Hold up, you actually,

unironically like that guy?

For real?

With all his "stangs" and his "zoots"

and his "womp, womp."

He's like if the sound of an air horn

became a person.

That beautiful genius
is worth more than ten of you,

you goodness-shattered freak
with bad breath!

[sniffing]

Stop this!
Roby being hollow

also means we can't learn
how to stop Thunderfang

and his Spectral Invasions.

[Arin] Maybe they could help?

The Security Bots! Of course!

No souls to drain.

Excuse us, we need information

on the ancient battle between--

The lore of the City of Temples

cannot be granted to the public

without an appropriate order.

Okay.
I order you to tell us about--

[both] Order rejected.

Unauthorized user.

Please apply to Games Master Roby

for authorization.

Womp, womp...

That's not happening any time soon.

So this is just a dead end?

There's still one person

who can tell us what we need to know,

if he hasn't been hollowed out, too.

- Who?
- You won't like it.

Come on.

We're going to the dungeons.

[unearthly shrieking]

The Red Ninja?

Thank the Sources!

H'ah!

I'm gonna mess you g*ons up.

Hey'ah!

And you brought... some guy.

H'yah! Ha!

A little to the left!
No, uh, your left.

Okay, more... more...

Almost.

[unearthly shrieking]

H'yah!

[Frak] I definitely hit some too.

[Cole] I'm sure.

Prismatic Steel.

Like the lenses in my goggles.

[unearthly shrieking]

Can we use those?

I'm kinda in the middle
of using this, Percival.

No, we need--

[instrument blowing spectral note]

[blowing spectral note]

The souls of the people they're draining

are going in that thing!

That must be the key
to saving the Finders!

[blowing spectral note]

[groaning] Ugh...

This walking tour
gets negative five stars.

Do not recommend.

Could you just tell us
why we're here, Wyldfyre?

To talk to the traitor.

Roby's Uncle Bleckt?

The old jerk was
Mr. Ledger-meister or whatever.

If anyone knows what we need
to know, it's him.

Oh, wait, so the plan

is trust the guy who made a deal with Ras

to backstab his own nephew?

[laughing derisively]
This'll go great.

Halt.
The prisoner

is not allowed unauthorized visitors.

This is an emergency.

The fate of the Merged Lands
hangs in the balance.

Access denied
by order of the Games Master.

Guess they only listen to Roby.

You heard the lady.
Back away!

Negative.

Unauthorized user.

Fine.
Then eat lightning!

Negative. We are not hungry.

These bots were designed as security

for the Tournament of the Sources.

Elemental powers
aren't gonna work on them.

Let's see if feet work.

No, wait!

Alert!
We are under attack!

Defend and apprehend!

H'yah!

[grunting with effort]

Ha! H'yup!

Hey!

Back off!

Hey, bots...

do jumping jacks.

Now dance a jig.

[dance music playing]

What's the deal here?

Games Master Roby instructed us

that should he ever become incapacitated

that User Wyldfyre is to be afforded

all-access authority.

I'm his backup contact?

Oh, Roby, you cutie!

Hmm, so I basically
command my own city now?

Interesting.

Interesting...

Romantic relationships
make no sense to me.

Especially this romantic relationship.

Wyldfyre, we're still on a mission.

Get the bots to take us to Bleckt.

Of course.

These are seedless, right?

Roby would want me to have seedless.

I knew it'd go to her head,
just not this fast.

To what do I owe this...
"honor," hmm?

Come to gloat about my fall from grace?

We're here about the invasion.

Invasion?

You don't know?

The isolation of this cell

has put a knowledge of history

even more firmly at my command,

but current events somewhat elude me.

Faster.

There's too much hot air in here.

The Merged Lands are being attacked.

Spectral beings are hollowing people out.

They got Roby and countless others so far.

I've read of such Spectral Invasions,

but never imagined
it could actually happen.

There's this dragon, Thunderfang.

We stopped him once, and he died,

but that didn't slow him down

as much as you'd expect.

There are some things
that only grow stronger

in the rot of death.

I'm not surprised

that blasphemous old lizard
is one of them.

He tried to become a Source Dragon.

Such unthinkable heresy is beyond evil.

He was once defeated here
in the City of Temples, right?

We need you to teach us how it was done.

I can not only tell you,

I can show you,

but not from this cell.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
what are you trying to pull?

Professor Pompous here

knows all the secret passages
in this place.

As soon as our backs are turned,

he's gonna bolt

and turn on the booby traps or something.

Bleckt might be a villain,

but he loves the Source Dragons.

He understands the stakes here
better than anyone.

Stakes, schmakes!

We can't free this clown

after he tried to get rid of Roby.

Her logic is terrible,

but her conclusion is right.

You can't let him out.

He looks frail,

but his knowledge makes him dangerous!

More dangerous
than what's out there already?

I agree with Sora.

I vote we take the risk.

It's not really a voting situation.

There's only one person here

with the authority to free a prisoner.

Your call, Wyldfyre.

What's it going to be?

[Cole] I'm taking him down!

[Kai] You can't just run off.

Nokt's one of the most dangerous
of the Forbidden Five.

Remember what he did to me?

I need to get the Finders' souls

out of that...
thing he's playing!

[Frak] How?

Even our Prismatic Blades
barely hurt these creatures.

That's what I was trying to say!

When we learned what
was happening in other lands,

these weird things attacking,

the Advanced Science Lab
designed new Prismatic Blades

to eliminate them permanently.

Then why aren't we using them?

They're designed, not built.

We need Prismatic Steel
forged with soul energy,

and we only had barely enough
regular Prismatic Ore

for my lenses here.

But your blades!

We can upgrade them and stop these things!

Then what are we waiting for?

We don't have time to run off to some lab.

Nokt is right there!

Cole, stop.

The hot-headed vibe is usually my thing.

Think this through.

You don't understand.

I should've protected the Finders.

You're letting your emotions
takeover, and--

You're not my teacher, Kai!

Protect Percival
and get your blades upgraded.

Let's get this done.

Fast.

[tires squealing]

I've decided...

that I need a shoulder massage
to help me decide.

Wyldfyre...

Okay, fine!

As acting President, Prime Minister,

Boss of the City of Temples,

I've come to a decision.

Release Bleckt.

Don't even think about running.

I never run.

I walk in a stately manner.

Follow me.

The secrets you need

are kept hidden in the Vault of Focus.

To enter the vault,

I must speak the pass-phrase.

Turn around and cover your ears.

Yeah, right. We turn, you run.

We're not taking our eyes off you.

Make with the pass-phrase, Bleckty.

[grumbling]

I hereby acknowledge

that Roby is so dope

that I can't even...

Zoot-zoot.

[laughing]

[mechanism clanking]

Hmm, probably a trap.

Next one down that pole is a goner.

Your funeral, Greenie.

Oh, well, it was nice knowing him.

I mean, not really.
[chuckling]

So neurotic.

[Lloyd] Ninja!

It's okay, I'm safe!

But, well, it's a lot.

Come see.

Is this all built with...

[Bleckt] Prismatic Steel.

The City of Temples
sits on a deposit of raw ore.

It was mixed with soul energy

to create the chains for Thunderfang,

the Shatter Dragon of Chaos.

Chaos is an almost unstoppable force,

but it has a natural enemy...

Focus.

[tapping pillar]

That's the Source Dragon of Focus?

No.

The Arc Dragon of Focus,

a mortal avatar
of the Focus Source Dragon.

Only the Council of Sources
can vote to release it.

We can't count on the vote
going our way this time.

I have reason to believe
the Source Dragons are deadlocked

about helping mortals.

If that's true, then chaos will reign.

But I've heard there's a way for mortals

to wake the Arc Dragon of Focus.

There might be,

but the consequences could be disastrous.

We never back down
from disastrous consequences.

Even when we really should.

Summoning the Source Dragons' champion

without their permission

could mark you as an enemy of the Sources.

But if we don't, Thunderfang
could destroy the Source Dragons

and the Merged Lands.

If you're going to risk such an action,

you will need this...

The Unbidden Storm.

[spectral note reverberating]

[heroic music playing]

[screaming]

Hurry, Cole's out there alone!

[power surging]

It has never been done,

but when the Arc Dragon of Focus
is inactive,

it rests the two halves of itself

in two caves.

Each must be awakened separately

by a spell-song,

this song--

[bells chiming]

Exactly note by note.

[bell song chiming]

Then, once they're awake,

the Unbidden Storm
must be brought to the place

where the Arc Dragon is to be summoned...

in this case,

as close to Thunderfang's
source of power as possible...

but such actions have never been attempted

by mortals before.

It's the only shot we have.

Where are the two halves of the dragon?

One half is in Mysterium's Cave of Bells,

but the other half,

I'm sorry to tell you,

was in Djinjago,

which has been destroyed.

Not anymore. It's back.

Thunderfang and Djinjago are back?

No one tells me anything!

But Djinjago is only
a sliver of its former self.

So maybe the cave where this thing sleeps

isn't even there yet?

Even if you do wake up
both halves, then what?

March right into the Spectral Lands

to summon it?

You'd be eviscerated at the border!

[sighing]
Meany-breath has a point.

The last time we entered
the Spectral Lands,

you barely escaped alive.

I mean, I was fine,

but you all? [scoffing]

I might have an idea about that.

Anyone want to visit the junkyard?

Time for a field test!

H'yah!

This is for the Finders!

[unearthly shrieking]

There they are!

[gasping and struggling]

Cole!

[groaning]

[blowing spectral note]

[revving engine]

H'yah!

[grunting with impact]

[panting]

Is he...?

Alive, but...

he's hollow.

[sighing] Cole, why didn't you listen?

[unearthly shrieking overhead]

[shrieking]

H'ah!

It works!

[shrieking]

[blowing spectral note]

Nokt!
Your music's terrible!

Citizens of Imperium!

Thanks to the Ninja,
once again, our city is free!

[cheering]

[hollowed people moaning]

You did it!

But look at the cost.

Whatever this Sora kid's up to

better be worth it.

[Lloyd] What are you looking at, Bleckt?

If Thunderfang has gathered enough souls

to attempt to become a Source Dragon,

the immense power will be visible

from all the Merged Lands.

So it's good we don't see anything.

[Bleckt] Yet.

What do you think?

Specially designed for the Spectral Lands.

I went to the junkyard
to build these mechs,

and Wyldfyre ordered bots

to bring me some Prismatic Ore
to cover them with.

So they're impervious to spectral attack?

That's not entirely stupid.

More like brilliant!

This is the chance we need

to get all the way
to Thunderfang at the Well!

[Lloyd] Great work, Sora.

Okay, team, we've got a plan,

sort of, but we have to move fast.

Let's go.

The bots will take you back to your cell,

and if you lied about any of this,

I'll come back and authorize your life

to be miserable forever.

I am not betting
on your chances of success.

Always such a downer, Bleckt.

May the Source Dragons forgive us.

[blowing spectral note]

[Thunderfang] So few souls?

Is not Imperium a vastly populated land?

[blowing spectral note]

Now, that's more like it.

Finally!

I have collected
all the power I will need!

[distant thunder rumbling]

[Lloyd] Bleckt warned us this was coming.

We've gotta go now!

Okay, last time. Arin?

You and I will take
this Unbidden Storm thing

to the Well of the Lost,

and can summon the Arc Dragon
once its two halves are awake.

Good. Sora and Wyldfyre?

We'll get Zanth to take us to Djinjago.

If this Cave of Tones exists,

which I really hope it does,

we ring the Spell Song.

Okay. Nya and Jay?

We'll go to Mysterium,
ring the spell song,

and wake the dragon's other half.

Yeah, except I'm not doing any of that.

I've already done
more than I bargained for

on this little trip.

You can't bail on saving the world.

That's not what Ninja do.

I'm not a Ninja!

Why can't you all get that
through your heads?

You hired me for one job!

I did it, and you still haven't paid me

or helped me capture Ras!

I thought Ninja kept their word.

We've been a little busy.

Yeah. Busy
nearly getting me k*lled,

and I'm done.

I really believed,

after all we'd been through,

that you'd care about
something other than yourself.

I thought I saw glimpses of your old self,

moments where you knew the truth,

that you were a hero,

but I was wrong.

Try not to die before you pay me.

Nya, if you--

Lloyd, we've got a world to save.

[Wyldfyre gasping]

Good luck, everybody!

We're gonna need it.

[gates closing]

[Ras growling]

[tense music playing]