Delgo

Okay. Get ready now. Here it comes.!

Good catch!

Nice throw, Delgo.

Here comes a high one!

Oh, no.! Good try.

Bad toss. Bad toss.

Wasn't your fault. Go get it. Hurry.!

In the land ofJhamora,

the humble Lockni lived in peace.

Far away, lost in the clouds...

the land of the winged Nohrin grew barren...

depleted of essential resources.

Concerned for his people,

the Nohrin king sent scouts to find a new home.

Hah!

Their quest brought them toJhamora,

where they were welcomed by the Lockni.

The Nohrin king vowed not to leave...

until the last ofhis people

had safely resettled.

You, my little princess...

will grow up to rule our people

in a land of beauty.

He sent Sedessa, his ambitious younger sister...

- to govern the Nohrin in the new land.

- Hmm.

Time passed and tensions rose...

as the Nohrin sought more land.

Finally, the Lockni would give no more.

Mm-mmm-mmm.

- Mmm.

- Mommy.

- Behind the fence.!

- Secure the perimeter.!

- Don't let that one get away.!

- Burn the village! Hmm.

Leave no survivors!

Hatred, once stirred...

took on a life of its own.

- Charge!

- And the spark of vengeance...

ignited the flames ofbattle.

We are at war! You should have negotiated!

Negotiated? With savages?

Don't be so naive.

Jhamora is ours for the taking, dear Brother.

Have the courage to finish what I started.

You have disgraced our family. You have

killed innocents- sent young soldiers to die.

You have insured that my daughter

will grow up in a world...

where peace can never again

be taken for granted.

You are no longer a member of the royal family-

No longer my sister.

Huh?

Huh?

Sedessa Graleon...

You have been found guilty of murder...

And treason.

In accordance with Nohrin law...

you are hereby condemned...

to spend the remainder of your life...

in exile...

unable to return.

Hmm.

No.

Ah. Oh, dear.

So sorry to keep you waiting, gentlemen.

I just couldn't find a thing to wear.

Now then, this is somewhat

of a farewell occasion.

I'm afraid our working relationship

is effectively over.

Over? What about the invasion ofJhamora?

Oh, yes. I'll be invading as planned.

Without an army?

You need our tribes, Empress.

Oh, but I have your tribes.

United. Well trained.

- Quite ready for battle.

- We united them!

You need us to keep them united.

So modest about your accomplishments.

The tribes stand solidly behind me.

Middle management will only get in the way.

Have you forgotten all we've done for you,

Empress? The castle we built?

I'll call you when I need another.

What about your promises?

Land, titles, the riches ofJhamora?

Money and power. Tsk, tsk, tsk.

So shallow.

You really should concern yourselves

with more... spiritual matters.

Engineer Prando.

Please, Empress! Please spare us!

Come now. You know me.

If there's one thing I can't stand...

it's hearing a chorus of wart-ridden freaks

pleading for mercy.

Some music should cover it up.

No, no, no!

- We were only following orders!

- You can't do this.!

- We don't need land.! - I

can't feel my toes! - Mmm!

Something smells delicious.

You know what? This-This is-

Y- Yes, yes. No. Yeah.

This is the longest, hottest...

bumpiest shortcut I've ever taken.

Well, I know a faster way.

No!

Oh, what's the matter? 'Fraid you'll lose?

- I just don't wanna race.

- All right. No problem.

I can respect that.

Wuss!

- What?

- Huh? I didn't say anything.

- Wuss.

- I heard that!

Heard what, wuss?

- I mean, Filo.

- I'm not racing!

Hyah! Come on! Let's go, girl!

Huh?

Come on! Faster!

Move, girl, move!

Stay! Stay! Oh, no!

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