The world blew up in a thousand atomic fireballs.
The first blast was set off by five terrorists.
It took two million years...
for some of the radioactive clouds to allow some sun in.
By then, only a handful of humans survived.
The rest of humanity had changed into hideous mutants.
These mutant species floundered in the bad areas...
radioactive lands that never allowed them to become human again...
and made each birth a new disaster.
Then, in the good lands...
they came back, arising from their long sleep...
fairies, elves, dwarves...
the true ancestors of man.
They lived happily in the good areas.
It was a big day in Montagar. Delia, queen of the fairies...
was presiding over the feast of plenty...
celebrating 3,000 years of peace.
In the midst of the celebration...
Delia felt a pull from the skies.
She looked up and saw dark clouds...
forming on the horizon in every direction.
She fell into a trance and left the party...
heading for her home on a high hill.
At first, the fairies were puzzled.
But then they too felt a force drawing them to follow.
Delia was alone inside.
The storm grew until it was a raging cyclone...
hovering over the dwelling.
One of the older fairies ventured inside the house.
There lay Delia on her bed...
holding a pair of twins in her arms.
The older fairy instantly knew that...
these were not ordinary twins, but magical wizards.
The baby wizards were polarized like magnets...
one attracting with a magnetic draw...
the other repelling and impossible to get near.
Avatar, the kind and good wizard...
spent much of his boyhood...
entertaining his mother with beautiful visions.
Blackwolf, the mutant wizard...
would never visit his mother...
and spent his time torturing small animals.
More years passed, and Delia continued to slip.
Finally, all life drained out of her...
and Avatar held her hand trying desperately to use his magic to restore her.
He cradled her in his arms and wept.
When Blackwolf found that his mother had died, he was excited...
for now he felt he would take over her leadership and rule the land.
When Avatar confronted Blackwolf, he was enraged.
They began a furious battle.
Each using his magic, they continued...
until they had nearly destroyed each other.
But Avatar's magic was stronger...
because he had the emotional loss of his mother that drove him on.
Blackwolf was defeated.
"The day will come, my brother, when I will return...
and make this a planet where mutants rule. "
Blackwolfheaded off, leaving Avatar very disturbed.
The time has come.
Kill!
Well, hello, handsome.
Hello, honey.
He is called Necron 99.
He is one of Blackwolf's assassins.
He travels the land destroying the believers of magic.
"My children, the only true technology is nature.
"All the other forms of manmade technology...
"are perversions.
"The ancient dictators used technology...
to enslave the masses."
- Weehawk, can't we stay here for tonight? - No.
Just for a few hours' rest.
- I sense something. - But the road is clear.
We haven't seen an assassin for days.
A clever assassin stays hidden.
Avatar must be warned.
Our mission is nearly over, Westwind...
but now it's time for one final run.
Damn it!
- Well? - They're not back yet, my president.
- They're really late now, aren't they, old wizard?
Bad magic, isn't it?
And if they don't show...
you'll know no more than you did before.
- How true, fairy goddess of the New World...
but if they don't show...
I think that will tell us something too.
Damn it, Avatar! If there's any danger...
maybe we should... maybe we should arm our states.
- Science and technology? - There's no time for that.
Even if we could impress our people with the danger...
science and technology were outlawed...
millions of years ago...
and, we must admit...
it's been a peaceful world since then.
Enough, Wizard!
I demand to know what you know...
- or I'll banish you!
Banish him?
But, Father, who will teach me...
all the magic I've left to learn?
Only Avatar can make me...
a full-fledged fairy.
As you can see, I'm only half there.
All right. All right.
I'll tell you...
if you think you can handle it.
What do you know about war, about bombs...
that could turn a planet molten and liquid?
To think it could start again...
ten million years after the final one.
Sometimes I get tired of being so old.
Sometimes...
being a wizard is lonely at the top.
We're waiting, old, old wizard.
You know about my brother.
Well, as the years passed...
I searched for my brother in vain.
He had settled in the dark land of Scortch...
where people still died of radiation.
For 5,000 years, Blackwolf studied black arts...
increasing his wisdom 10,000-fold.
He built a small following of frog-like creatures...
but needed more troops for his evil plans.
He then formed an army whose generals were called up...
from the black shadows of hell.
Souls who waited for untold eternities for a new leader...
Blackwolf's tremendous power...
enslaved them all to carry out his will.
Then stories of Blackwolf's armies...
attacking neighboring countries came back.
Demons of hell armed with black magic...
but they would get bored...
or sidetracked in the middle of battle...
and give up, running home.
Fritz! Fritz, get up, for God's sake! Get up!
They've killed Fritz! They've killed Fritz!
Those lousy, stinking, yellow fairies!
Those horrible, atrocity-filled vermin!
Those despicable, animal warmongers!
They've killed Fritz!
Take that! Take this!
Take that, you green slime!
- You black-hearted, short bow-legged... - Max!
Max, I'm okay! I'm okay, Max. Just a scratch.
- Look, I'm all right. - Oh. Oh, damn.
There you go again stepping on my lines...
raining on my parade, costing me medals.
Oh, damn!
Ohh. Oh, Fritz?
Fritz, get up, for God's sake! Get up!
They've killed Fritz! They've killed Fritz!
Those lousy, stinking, yellow fairies!
Those horrible, atrocity-filled vermin!
Take this! Take that! They killed Fritz!
They could easily have won, but they lacked...
the motivation and inspiration.
Blackwolfknew he needed more.
He sent his huge armies out to excavate ancient ruins...
for links to the past.
Tales reached Avatar that bits and pieces of pre-holocaust technology...
were being dug up and marched back to Scortch I.
With these ancient pieces...
he built a new war machine.
Still, his generals needed more to fight with.
This drove Blackwolf mad with frustration.
Then one day, that frustration vanished.
I sent my elf spies to find out what was happening.
I'm sure he has found some great power...
that will control his armies.
You mean you sent out that elf envoy...
to investigate based on a vague feeling of your...
I've failed you, my wizard.
I've failed you, my president.
What news do you bring?
The lights went out! The lights went out!
Necron 99 has destroyed himself.
It's done!
With the assassination of the presidents of the free states...
comes their fall...
and that of my brother.
It's done.
We have four more lights left, sir...
four more.
It's not important!
The main exterminations are complete.
The remaining countries are now ruled...
by second-rate incompetents...
so confused...
that even now they blame the killings...
on those within their own ranks.
It's time to strike!
Sieg heil.
Hey, hey, hey. Come on, lard bottom.
- Get up. Blackwolf's callin'. - I don't want to go.
Hey, when Blackwolf calls, we go.
- I don't want to fight anymore. - Ya gotta.
- I don't want to hurt things anymore. - Hey, you're so stupid.
Listen, I ain't stupid. Just listen.
You know what I mean, trees, birds, butterflies...
Everything's got a right to live. You know what I mean?
- Hey... - Everything! Everything's got a right to live.
- Hey, wait a minute! - Butterflies...
Blackwolf's got a secret weapon that makes us invincible.
We can't lose.
Right, left. Right, left. Right, left. Right, left...
It will never work. People don't want war.
It destroyed this planet, its people...
and all records of past civilizations.
Not all records, as you'll soon find out.
Attention!
Leaders of tomorrow's master race!
The time has come, as I promised...
a time when I reveal to you...
my loyal followers...
the ancient secret of war...
the key to creating hysteria...
fear...
gods.
Behold!
Sieg heil! Sieg heil!
Sieg heil!
Blackmark's army's come again!
Our cousin elves are already in the trenches.
It's our loved land too.
For Elfin and Fairyland, united we fly.
Hey, Elfie, do you hear those drums?
Sure do, Peewhittle.
I don't believe those blokes are gonna try it again.
I'm scared.
Now don't be, governor. You're too young to remember...
but Blackwolf must have lost one million men here...
last time he tried to invade.
And if Blackwolf's stupid enough to try it again...
he'll lose twice more.
Them goblins and demons...
just look mean, but they're yellow.
They got no cause to fight.
They always give up and run with our arrows chasing them...
all the way home.
It's always been that way and will always be the same.
Ain't that the truth, boys?
Weehawk, what's that old wizard been doing for four hours?
If he's looking for answers from that assassin...
my father's sword can get it quicker than brain reading.
Cool down. Cool down.
I got it, and it ain't good.
The key is a dream machine...
that inspires armies with ancient war images.
It must be destroyed.
It is in Blackwolf's castle in the land of Scortch.
When do we leave?
Leave? What do you mean, leave?
You got to be kidding.
I'm too old for this sort of thing.
Just wake me up when the planet's destroyed.
- Well, I'm not too old. I'll go myself. - Very noble.
We're going. I must avenge my father's death.
It ain't no fairyland out there, kid.
But all right, all right.
I was just testing you.
Well?
- Well, what? - Well, what now?
Uh, I don't know.
Oh, why don't you sit there for a couple hours while I figure it out?
Okay.
- Uh, Avatar. - All right. All right.
How do we find this machine?
This creature, uh, I shall call him Peace.
Peace?
In the hopes that he will bring it.
He's somehow wired to the machine.
And the only freedom he'll ever have from its painful grip...
is in its destruction.
Go now, both of you, and prepare for the journey.
- I'll reason with him when he awakens. - Avatar, you're not that old.
She's gotta be kiddin'.
Looks like my brother and I now begin our final battle.
Weehawk spent a night saying good-bye to his tribe...
asking them to protect his family...
and to name a new chief ifhe did not return.
Elinore said good-bye to her father and then the other fairies of her kind.
She told them she will return as queen of Montagar...
her father's death revenged...
and herself a full-fledged fairy.
Well, they're here, nut.
I'll be right down, heroes.
All right, creep. Now, before I untie you...
I wanna tell you a couple things.
And I want you to listen and listen carefully.
This has been the biggest bummer of a trip I've ever been on.
If you let me down or you hurt my friends...
especially the broad...
I got stuff planned for you...
- that'll take 20 years to kill you. - No pain.
And you'll be screaming for mercy in the first five seconds.
Peace wants love...
wants free, will help.
Look, just get us there, you got it?
Don't be sad, Elinore.
I'll kill that monster as soon as he shows us that projector.
Are you kids ready?
You know, this Peace here, he knows every step towards Scortch.
I promised him life without pain...
uh, life without fear...
- I still don't trust him. - H-Hey.
You're both forgetting you have the protection of a powerful wizard here.
Damn it.
He's getting older but not much bolder.
I wonder if I packed my scotch.
Sing us a song, Elinore.
I don't want to.
But that's why we brought you. Come on.
Where's daddy? What is he doing?
He's guarding our home, son.
There's been a war, and this land has lost.
Why can't we fight and win, Mommy?
Because they have weapons and technology.
Wejust have love.
Hey, Louie, What are we gonna do with the prisoners?
How do I know? They're findin' out right now.
Duuuhhh.
What is this place?
- Dumbo, it's religion, man. Ain't you heard? - Religion?
Yeah. Blackwolf says the responsibilities of the prisoners...
is up to the priests inside.
Now, what we got to do, dumbo...
is reconnoiter the priests and find out.
What is all this?
Bits and pieces of religion, man.
What's the matter with you?
Holy objects they saved for millions of years, man.
- What are we looking for? - Hey, so dumb.
We're looking for the priests, man, the priests.
Why?
I don't know.
I guess because you need God on your side, stupid.
Who's that? Who's that?
- That's them. Them. Them. - Who's that?
Uh, listen, you guys.
We hates to interrupt you, you know.
- We're sorry. - Yeah. But, uh, you see, Blackwolf...
- you know, our führer... - It wasn't our fault.
Uh, shut up, will you?
Blackwolf, the führer, started this war, see.
We got all these prisoners we don't want to feed...
We ain't got time for that. Wejust got time for war.
So, we were, uh... I want to ask you guys...
He's asking you, not me.
Yeah, I'm asking if you want to take care of'em, it's okay with us.
- Me too. Me too. - Yeah, see?
- Yeah. Okay, dumbo. - Okay.
- My sons, you say you are the victors. - Uh-huh.
- But there is only one victor. - Mmm.
That's Him.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Patience.
- We must first observe sundown and pray. - He's got a point.
Hear us, O Lord. Hear our petition.
O Lord, we cry out to you. Lord, hear our prayer.
Hear the prayers of thy humble servants.
O Lord, God, Lord, God...
do not fail us in our hour of need.
We need you, O Lord. We cry to you, O Lord.
Lord, help us. Help us, O Lord.
We need you. We cry to you.
We cry out to you!
Hey, enough already.
O Lord, God, Lord, God.
All right, it's been five hours. Time's up.
Okay, Charlie. It's no good.
- Put plan "A" to work. - It's about time.
Okay, babe. They ain't gonna talk.
- Gimme plan "B". - Hey, what's plan "B"?
Hey, hey, hey. Watch.
Will the birth be soon?
Very soon, my Lord.
You're young to be queen. But deliver me a son...
and you shall help me rule this planet.
I don't want to rule this planet, my Lord.
- Just our kingdom is enough. - Enough?
Enough for mutants to stay in their place, huh?
Live with radiation so our bodies crawl with hell?
We will live in the good lands.
My son will grow where there isn't death...
in the very waters we drink and the air we breathe.
Wise men...
will my son be human or mutant?
Mutant, the charts say, my Lord.
The next one won't be.
Do not have it killed, Oh, Lord!
It is not his fault!
Wait a minute, Avatar.
Peace is taking us towards the mountain fairies' domain.
We should go around.
Avatar, why is Peace stopping?
Fairy bad.
Not good. Go around.
Coming from Mr. Nice guy here...
those fairies must be something else.
Go on, nut. We'd lose time.
Bad fairies.
Elves and fairies are bad-blood cousins.
I'm not in the mood for their pranks.
They may have useful information.
Don't worry. Time has passed.
Much of the rivalry between fairy and elf has subsided.
Barbarians.
Gee, they're adorable.
Oh. Hey!
# Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha, ha #
Holy chrome!
Oh. Hey.
By my sword, that is no way to treat a lady.
Hey! Oh!
Stop this childish display.
Why, even at elves' houses, I've seen more sophisticated magic.
All right. All right. You've had it.
This is Avatar the Great you're fooling with.
Avatar, consul and wizard of your great-grandfathers' consuls...
who was turned into Avatar the Old.
Yeah, that's me... Avatar the Old now...
but I still got my powers.
And you've cost me my patience.
I call upon all forces of darkness.
Oh, winds of abysses howling through the stars...
and eons of centuries.
O Lords of the Whirlwind, black, gray and white...
I call upon you.
Oh, ever-increasing darkness...
shapeless and mindless beings...
corroded and rotten in your hearts, body and mind...
I summon you from your ancient, timeless travels...
to ride the winds of blackness.
And cabash!
Please accept our apologies for the behavior of some our more carefree brothers.
I'm Sean, leader of the Knights of Stardust...
protectors of Dolan, king of the mountain fairies.
We have prepared a feast to welcome you to our humble domain.
Listen here, you little winged squirt.
- Do you realize... - Oh, Avatar, stop being so grumpy.
Oh... I... Hey, Oh...
Ohh.
All right. Okay. Okay.
I'm Avatar the Great, as you've heard.
Now, this here is Elinore, queen of Montagar.
What brings you here?
Oh, we're on a quest to the land of Scortch.
You're heading for Scortch? I'm afraid you're in for trouble.
Will you tell us what you know?
Steady, Westwind.
We'll eat alone, lest we sit with fools.
Meecher, where's Peace?
- Arise, you fools! - Hey, what's that?
Assassin! Technology...
By the soul of Dulac and Rackham!
- Elinore is gone! - It was Peace!
I knew we should have killed him when we had the chance!
Never mind. We must find Elinore. The fairies have taken her into the mountain.
Hey, there's no time to waste.
No one's ever been to the fairy sanctuary before.
- It's forbidden to all. - Drums.
It begins. Quickly now, or all is lost.
You must save Elinore. Hurry, old fool.
Morro crinkle frizetta.
Enough magic, old man. Run!
Very bad. Not good. Not good.
Destroy her! She's party to death!
Sean is dead! Killed by lies and human technology.
Will it be brother against brother here too?
Only humans kill their own kind.
She allowed technology and death...
into the Golden Circle.
She is a traitor.
Traitor? You fools, release me.
Stay back! As the king's guards...
we can't allow you near until the king has ruled.
No one rules over Elinore of Montagar.
We rule.
We rule over death, lies, and deceit.
We rule.
She's emoting. I feel her pain.
It hurts! It hurts!
Wow!
Avatar never told me I had full fairy powers.
He said I wasn't ready yet.
I told you, she's dangerous.
Destroy her while there's still time.
I say destroy her, king's rule or not.
Now why'd you want to go and do that for, love?
It's hard enough controlling them as it is.
Release me, or I, Elinore, shall show all you ants something.
- Stop him, miss. Stop him! - Oh, did I do that?
Stop! I command you to cease.
Okay. Leave everyone alone.
I say, miss, you better stop him.
I think it would be better if you released me and we all ran away.
Kill! Kill! Kill!
Holy chrome.
Elinore's really gone and done it.
It's all a disaster.
Well, old man, what are you going to do about it?
You better hurry, miss.
Avatar the Great...
- coming. - Avatar!
Yeah. You can kill me now, I'm sure.
I've given myself to you.
- I make no attempt to save myself. - Save yourself?
Save yourself? Save me!
I can't, Elinore.
The only one who could might be the king here.
My mission, O Lord, is to save the world from another holocaust.
Sean was killed not by us, but by my brother's assassins...
who have been sent to kill Weehawk, Elinore...
Peace, and myself before we reach Scortch.
For all I know and fear, Weehawk is dead.
So might be Peace.
I ask for permission to take the girl and myself...
to try to complete our mission alone...
though it does seem doomed now.
I will not allow you to hurt Elinore...
without a fight by myself.
My brother lies, my good King!
Avatar! Avatar!
What will it be, King?
Time's getting short.
Avatar, could you hurry up a little bit?
We have been sent death...
images and humans...
each with a different story.
Something happening here. Not you, please. Oh, no.
I have always been very good...
and could even be better sometimes.
It starts again.
The only act that has been real so far...
is the fact that Avatar did not break his word.
When the arrow struck him, he did not fight back.
And from what we all heard about Avatar's power...
- that is surely the sign of truth.
We will neither join nor hinder nor help these two.
We will wait and see.
That is our decision.
Well, we're out of there.
Ouch!
Thanks. I forgot about that.
- Let me help you. - No, no, no, no. Let me help you.
How's that?
It's very pretty, Avatar.
Yeah, well, it could be warmer.
We might as well begin.
This is the way, I think.
Scortch lies somewhere over these mountains.
Well, good morning.
Cozy morning, huh?
Avatar, we're trapped.
It's nothing a little hard work won't cure.
Here. Follow me, Snow Queen.
I'm so cold, so cold.
Is it much farther?
Elinore, we've rested long enough.
We'd better move on.
Just a little while longer, Avatar. I'm so tired.
Well, okay.
I'll go over and see if I can see a pass or a path or a...
or a house or... something.
Oh, my God.
They're our own tracks.
We've been moving in circles.
I better not tell Elinore.
It'll do her no good.
Avatar, riders!
Run! Assassins come to finish the job!
We'll cut their throats. Let them come.
Right. I'll zap them back to Scortch.
They split up.
Going to come at us from each end.
- Avatar, we really tried, didn't we? - Yes, Elinore.
That's all anyone really could have done.
Steady. Here they come.
Braxis plaxis traxis!
Montagar forever.
Death, assassins!
Peace! Peace, we found them! We found them!
What took you so long?
Quickly, Peace. Quickly.
Let's get them off this glacier.
The quest is saved.
The night was spent in the protection of a cave.
Elinore and Weehawk slept as Avatar counseled with Peace...
on the quickest route to Scortch.
The journey took them past the ruins...
of ancient civilizations.
Strange beasts lurked about...
but the dangerous mutants that lived there were gone...
gone to Blackwolf's army.
All they left were their wives, hurling insults and rocks...
as the party passed through.
Then finally, the desert.
Yeah, I feel it too.
Please do not attempt to draw your gun.
Avatar, you old fool! You've come!
Oh!
Our father's returned.
Avatar... fighter!
Avatar... father, mother, freedom!
Love, life!
We've been camping in the desert...
away from prying eyes.
- Where did you get the guns, Abdul? - Guns!
Well, we got them from old Blackwolf himself.
You mean you joined with...
No, no.
We ambushed a wolf patrol...
took everything except their women...
and two days from now, we attack Scortch I.
What do you mean, attack?
The remaining elves of the free world...
have joined under my banner.
That banner will be carried to Scortch I.
Join us, old wizard.
We desperately need you.
Is this how you're repayin' me?
Stand back. Avatar will not be touched.
When our world was young, so was mighty Avatar.
Misty moons ago...
he strode this planet like a messiah...
curing radiation sickness from man and bird...
cleaning the planet of its filth.
It was Avatar who fought alongside my father...
against the first mutant attack.
So now we have our messiah back again.
He's going to destroy his brother for us.
With what?
A woman-child, one elf...
and a moron robot.
Oh, Avatar.
- What is it? - It's Blackwolf.
He's trying to gain control.
Back! Back!
Back to hell!
You can't have him!
You did it. You beat the demon.
What's happened?
Well, I suddenly felt very sorry for Peace...
so I went over to him, and I took his hand and I tried to comfort him.
Peace is in constant mental battle with Blackwolf.
Your kind words took his mind off the battle.
It allowed Blackwolf his chance.
Avatar. What's that?
Trapped.
- Jump, Peace! - Jump, Peace!
Elinore!
Ah, I don't know.
I just don't know.
I don't know what happened to Elinore.
Betrayal of Elinore to the quest has broken his heart.
There is nothing wrong with him.
Tomorrow morning, the attack begins.
- Avatar, we have to go now. - Oh, whatever.
The cliffs of Scortch can be seen.
- We have to go now to complete our mission. - Huh?
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
- How? - We have to swim in.
Oh. Okay.
What's happened to the world?
I don't know.
I can remember back...
All the fairies were so good...
We're here. Scortch. Chrome!
Come. We'll walk right up the road...
and no one will expect it.
- We'll act like slaves. - Yeah.
The castle. I see it. It's quite a distance.
I had one where the whole country would disappear for a day.
Ohh. That was, uh...
That was really, uh... I just don't know.
Over there. That must be the entrance...
to the lower cities.
Now, guards might be about. Come on.
Hmm. How ugly.
How ugly. Kapow!
Boom. Boom.
I just don't know.
Maybe... Maybe I should make a deal with them.
Chrome. Which way? I don't know.
You know, I should have stayed with them.
- They love magic. - Shh.
- Avatar, just stay quiet. - Yeah. Oh.
Psst. Hey, General.
Want to buy an elf hat? Elf beard?
Souvenirs for sale. Precious souvenirs for sale.
- Get them while they're still hot. - No more wars, you fools... love.
Scortch can be beautiful too.
Look, look. Real, beautiful presents.
Now, that-that...
that is a wonderful trick.
- Wonderful. - It's Avatar. Oh, General.
It's him. It's bad. It's come to hurt the führer.
Kill it. Oh, master, kill it.
That's impossible.
That dirty old man is Avatar the Great?
If that is so...
then I am a warthog's uncle!
Funny you should say that.
Kiyah!
Ki-Kiyah!
Oooowah!
The enemy is dead.
Oh, master, the enemy is dead.
My God! What have I done?
Master loves Larry. Master feeds Larry.
What are elves good for?
Avatar, good luck!
The beast has shown us the way to the castle.
I'm sorry, Weehawk.
I'm just an old fool.
You know...
the world owes you much, kid...
even if we don't take another step.
God! Avatar, get down.
I've seen him. You can't beat him. He's too strong.
Avatar, don't do it.
You may be right...
but I gotta battle my brother.
You find an entrance into the castle.
Smash the projector, and tell Elinore...
that Avatar will die with her tonight...
even if we win.
Hello.
You have aged, old fool.
The world is mine.
- Weehawk! - Slut!
Weehawk, don't! Weehawk, don't! Don't! Don't!
Stop, elf!
Blood on blood flowing, fathers and sons dying...
brothers and lovers spilling false hate and rivers of life flowing away.
Fool elf! Think your sword is always quick, but what else?
Think!
Weehawk, I could not help it.
When I touched Peace in the desert...
Blackwolf trapped my mind.
I'm not as strong as Peace. It hurts.
Avatar must know.
The trouble with you, my brother...
is that you've always been too good.
Well, that may be.
But I still think I look more like Ma than you do.
You know, uh, lots of character.
I'm agin' better.
Brother, there is no need for me to destroy you.
Surrender. Surrender your world.
You always did need an audience, you sap.
Let me tell ya...
I ain't practiced much magic for a long time.
I wanna show you a trick Mother showed me when you weren't around...
to use on special occasions like this.
Ah. Oh, yeah, one more thing...
I'm glad you changed your last name, you son of a bitch.
Avatar! Elinore's no traitor!
She was possessed by Blackwolf.
It is done! It is done!
The world is free!
The projector destroyed, the battle was over.
Shadow creatures froze in their tracks.
Some faded...
some crawled back to hell.
Mutants... leaderless... ran.
Elves swept the beaches clear of the few remaining mutants that still fought...
- As hundreds of circling black birds...
screamed at the carnage below.
There was some rejoicing.
But mostly, everyone wished to return home quickly...
to tell their loved ones that the war was won...
Hitler was dead again...
and that they could live once more in peace...
in the land they loved so much...
God-given. Amen.
Avatar! Look what I caught!
Don't hurt Larry. Larry served.
Beast of a thousand scales...
Hey, hey, hey. Set it free.
It's harmless without Blackwolf.
Pity it. It's not its fault.
Mmm. So be it.
Thank you. Thank you.
Thank you, master.
We ride back to Montagar.
Weehawk, you ride back to Montagar alone.
Avatar and I will start a new kingdom somewhere.
You will rule Montagar as their new king.
Are you and Avatar married, my Queen?
Hey, kid, take it easy, huh?
You did a good job, but don't get carried away.
You think Avatar's too old to get married?
Weehawk, how many years do wizards live, 10,000 or more?
And I got at least a thousand left, you know what I mean?
Forgive me, Avatar. Forgive me, both of you.
For Montagar, forever.
Well, come on. Let's make it.
Avatar,
You're getting older and much bolder.
Come on! I meant let's make it out of here.
Sure you did.