Confess and we won't hurt you.
- We don't like doing this at all.
- Never!
Bring me the bore worms.
No! Not the bore worms.
I'm a princess. My father
will have your head for this.
He'll execute your whole perverted
secret police. I demand to see him!
With pleasure.
- Father...
- The traitor is close to confession.
Should we stop the torture?
- No.
- Damn you, father!
- That damn woman's using me again.
- What do you expect?
- I don't know what you see in her.
- Keep playing, fool.
- Fico, I'm going to kill Gordon now.
- And lose the princess forever?
There must be a way to dispose of him
and keep faith with the princess.
- I'm sorry, Flash, I'm finished.
- No, you're not. Get up.
Look, someone's coming.
Send him over. Hurry up.
It's no good, Flash.
I can't hold on.
Go on, get in.
Sleep well, you traitor.
We hang you in the morning.
- There's always hope.
- This is better.
I stole the key.
We need weapons to cross the swamp.
They're stored in the temple.
Want to climb up with me?
Hold on, Hawkman.
Nice confession. I commend you.
- Execute her.
- No. Too kind.
Aura will be banished to Frigia
after my wedding.
One year in a cavern of ice
will cool her blood.
And then, who knows?
Perhaps we'll marry her to someone
worthy of her treacherous nature.
- How can I express my gratitude?
- Easily. Get me Gordon and Barin.
With pleasure.
Hans, look!
- Hey Vultan!
- Not now.
You'll love this.
See what Brave Blue has caught.
Prince Vultan. Remember us?
Indeed I do, my lovely.
Call the Emperor.
Tell him I have prisoners.
- You wouldn't!
- Are you mad, Vultan?
You hate Ming. You're only waiting
for the moment to attack.
Yes, and Ming knows it, too.
By delivering you,
I allay his suspicions.
- I gain time.
- Our weapons are inferior.
Ming's not unbeatable.
He couldn't even kill Flash.
- Gordon's alive?
- In Arboria with Prince Barin.
I tell you, now is the time to strike.
- Where are the weapons?
- Feel one.
- Do you know where you are?
- Up the creek.
You've trespassed.
A stranger in this temple
must try the Wood Beast, or die...
That figures.
You came here of your own free will.
However. -
- Because of my word to Aura,
I swear by Arbor I'll not kill you...
Unless you beg me to.
The Beast lies somewhere
in the stump. Choose a passage.
No way.
- Coward.
- Let's do it.
Must be my lucky day.
You scared?
What would Aura think of you now?
Second down.
Your play.
No, yours.
- Are you sure these are the rules?
- They've just been changed.
Death is certain,
but only after tortured madness.
- How long?
- It depends on your strength.
Please, end it now.
Tricked you, Barin.
Back off!
One move and you're looking
for a new prince.
Leave him! He's mine.
I hunt him alone.
What the hell is going on?
This is one grave
you won't be returning from.
Vultan wants a word.
Excuse me for waking you. We scanned
a Hawkman patrol 400 Mongo miles east.
They have Gordon and Prince Barin.
- When do we reach Vultan's kingdom?
- Estimating sixteen.
Wake me when it's in sight.
- You'd sell us to Ming?
- Come on, Barin.
Do you expect mercy here? What
would you do if I were your captive?
Remind you of
Article 17 of Ming's Law:
"No prince of Mongo
shall be offered for ransom -
- without trial by combat."
Is there such an article?
What a damned nuisance.
- And... who do you choose to fight?
- Him.
This is a lunatic asylum.
- Where are we being taken now?
- Ssh, I'm calculating.
Time remaining before the moon crashes
on Earth. I'd say, roughly...
Fourteen hours, nine minutes
and twenty seconds.
And we haven't even found...
Flash!
Last time I saw you
I prayed it was a dream.
This time I pray it's not.
Are you okay? Me too.
- I've got some crazy stories to tell.
- Save them for our kids.
- Enough!
- Leave us alone! I just got engaged.
Let the combat begin! To the death.
Give me the remote control.
Come on!
He's tilting it.
Watch