Niko and the Sword of Light

- Previously on Niko and the Sword of Light.

- I'll have you at the Forest of Fangs in no time.

This must be it.

Lord Keeper Windcrag, we need any lore or legends

about the amulet of power.

- The map was broken into four pieces

and locations were put into a rhyme.

The Hoppity Dunk rhyme.

One star flies in the sky whale high.

- This is where Sarcus made his champions.

We can make our own champion.

A dark champion

- I'm Niko and this is my sword of light.

I'm here to protect my people and to defeat

the darkness forever.

Don't blame me.

My sources at the Sky Market said the sky whale

was headed this way.

- While we've been flying around for days,

who knows how much closer Na Rest is

to the amulet of power.

- Not to worry, if there's a sky whale out here,

my sea-hearifiers will help us find it.

Awesomeness.

I see it.

The whale in the sky.

It is larger than a mutinous saurus.

Oh, never mind.

- It's the perfect place to hide a map piece,

the sky whale flies so high and so fast

it's pretty much impossible to catch.

- Well if we don't find it, I'm gonna demand

my 10 gaflugles back.

Havoc, must be Balatha.

It's been a whole 15 minutes.

Let me guess, another grain treaty?

With very favorable terms.

Queen Lyra, the council of elders beseeches you

to return home.

The captain of the guard can handle Na Rest.

- Ah. - Hopefully.

- This isn't just catching a fugitive.

It's about finding a dangerous relic

that was hidden for good reason.

If Na Rest gets the amulet of power,

he won't just take over the world, he'll destroy it.

I'll continue to deal with royal affairs on the road.

- This is simply not how things are done, Your Majesty.

Kings and queens must rule from the throne.

Not from whatever that thing is you're flying.

It's tradition.

- Ah. If only the council could change like you Flicker.

I wish they understood.

- I hear it, the whale of the sky.

There she blows.

Sky Whale City.

Legend says the streets are paved in gold

and fountains flow with amber grease.

And amber grease is not gross?

- It's a rare, expensive substance

that comes only from the sky whale.

Look.

One star flies in the sky whale high.

There actually is a star just like in the rhyme.

Why is it flying so slowly?

- Perhaps all those angry guards can throw

their pointy sticks at us.

Harpoons.

Chompsky, get us out of here.

Whoa, did I mention Planktonians don't take kindly

to visitors?

- Strap in, hold onto your shoes.

I have an idea.

- I knew this thing would be the end of me.

- Sorry, just an old trick from my sea battle days.

- I'm sure the Planktonians will help once we explain.

- They don't look that helpful at the moment.

Let me do the talking.

I've been training for this.

Warmest greetings.

-I am Lyra, queen... - Sorry we're late.

You wouldn't believe the traffic out there.

We're here for maintenance.

Maintenance?

- Oh surely you've been expecting our quin-centennial

inspection and tune-up of Sky Wear related facilities?

Hmm, these harpoons need sharpening, shameful.

Who's in charge here?

I command these troops.

Group Captain Nekton.

We sure as Sally didn't order any inspection.

- Well I wouldn't either with uniforms this sloppy.

Captain.

- Hey, hello, can you let me through?

Watch the harpoon.

Captain, what's going on?

- Just some intruders, your highness.

Nothing to concern yourself with.

Intruders?

Oh let me see, I wanna see.

- His royal highness the Prince of Whale.

Oh.

We're the whale inspectors.

Oh, you didn't get the reminder notice?

Would have come about oh, 50 years ago?

- No one boards Sky Whale City without permission

and we never give permission.

You are all under arrest.

- This whale's previous inspection garnered the rare,

nearly unachievable Gold Wood Star rating

but this kind of treatment, oh, it's gonna dock you

a grade or two.

Gold Wood Star.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, set them down.

Seriously, lay off the harpoons for a minute, okay.

Your Highness, it's a rouse.

- We're not losing that Gold Wood Star rating captain.

And last time I checked I was the ruler around here.

That means I get to do all the deciding.

Yes, Your Grace.

Wow, that sounds familiar.

- I'm Planktor, I mean Planktor the drifting

Prince of Whale and I say let the inspection begin.

Oh this is gonna be great. Will I get to sign some things?

I've been working really hard on my fancy signature.

Almost finished.

This was a shamble of broken shards when we arrived.

Only mag of my skill could focus spells through

such shotty material.

Get in there.

Ah, my dark crison this is perfect.

Good enough.

A few raw materials and we'll make a champion

of our very own.

Rasper?

What evil delights have you brought me?

Well?

Intolerable.

I instructed you to find me the most vile

and vicious creatures in the land.

- Well, to be fair it was short notice.

Creatures just aren't as vile as the used to be

when you were in charge your evilness.

I suppose that's true.

Your meager scavengings will have to do.

With a dark champion at my side, no one will stop me

from finding the amulet of power.

No army, no queen, no one.

Not even the kid?

Especially not him.

And stop eating my dark champion.

As tos um moscar.

- Pretty sweet plank stacks if I do say so myself.

With amber grease production at an all time high,

our city's never been more awesome.

- They are indeed tall your highness.

Does your whale normally wail?

- Yeah it does that sometimes but don't worry,

my advisors assure me it's all perfectly fine

and normal and nothing to worry about.

- Sounds like something advisors would say.

Nothing to worry about?

Nothing to worry about?

Well, we'll be the judge of that.

Have you noticed any foreign objects in the whale?

- I see some foreign objects on the whale.

- Ooh, getting cheeky inspector are we?

That's gonna cost you.

- Wait, the captain's had a long day.

There's lots of stuff in the amber grease mine.

There's buckets and carts and ropes and stuff.

It's way gross down there.

- I sense your city is not as resplendent as

the tales have told.

I know, I know.

Streets paved in gold, amber grease fountains.

My father used to tell me those stories too.

It's a lot for a prince to live up to

if you know what I mean.

Actually I do.

- Yeah, it's been super tough without him

but I know these sweet stacks will make him proud.

Man, it's way better watching this with visitors.

Hey Nekton, how come we don't have visitors?

Viable amber grease sire.

We don't want intruders stealing it.

Oh right, I believe that.

Here's our amber grease mine.

What'd I tell ya? Gross right?

Ooh.

Sadly it's our job to inspect all this valuable substance.

Will you lead us inside?

Me? Oh no, I'm not,

not allowed to go down there.

Mines are for workers, not royalty.

Right, Nekton?

That is our tradition, sire.

You have far too many important things to do up here.

Allow me to clear out the miners and escort

our visitors inside.