Trollhunters: Tales of Arcadia

Ugh!

- What is this? - Wakey, wakey.

We survived the night with no sign of Angor Rot. Congratulations.

- Thought I'd bring you some breakfast. - I don't eat socks.

And I don't appreciate being tied up.

I asked you to protect me, not torture me.

And I said I'd keep you safe, not comfortable.

Well, the sun is up.

We'll have until sundown to get me as far away as possible.

Fine. Let me call the team.

Trollhunter to Warhammer, you copy?

Oh, goodie. The Puberty Patrol is on the case.

I feel so safe.

This is Warhammer. What's up, Jimbo?

Do you really think your friends will have any chance against that killer?

They'll be a liability.

May I remind you, you destroyed Angor's soul.

He'll be out for blood, be it yours or theirs.

- Jim, hello? - Uh, yeah.

Uh, Tobes, get everyone together.

See what you can dig up on finding that last Triumbric stone.

- The one the Gumm-Gumms stole? - Yeah.

I need you guys down in Trollmarket.

I'll catch up when I can. Over and out.

Smart choice. For once, you're learning.

For the record, Angor Rot destroyed his own soul.

Why trust this changeling when all he does is betray you?

Because... because, unfortunately, I have to.

- Is this all the canned food we have? - You need more? Mm.

We should chop him into little pieces and can him right now.

Did you forget the binding spell?

If we hurt him, we hurt my mom.

Say you do get him out of town.

What's stopping Angor Rot from finding him?

I don't know. We disguise him.

Disguise? Angor is a cunning and ruthless assassin.

You think he'll be fooled by a hat and mustache?

Then I guess we fight him. Far, far away from here.

I do not like this plan.

He could strike at any time, at any place.

He would have the tactical advantage.

I don't know, okay? I don't have all the answers!

Sorry, I know it's not a well thought-out plan, but we have to leave.

I am Gun Robot. I am Gun Robot.

- Pick up your phone. - Shh! It's my mom.

Hey, Mom. Uh, how are ya? I just got up.

Sorry I didn't come home, kiddo. It's been crazy over here at the hospital.

Looks like my night shift is turning into a weekend shift.

Nice arm. Did you get that at the toy store?

Shh, shh!

You're gonna be gone all weekend? Oh, sucks, Mom.

I know, but you can take care of yourself.

Just hunker down in the house. Stay safe.

Sure. Sure, I can hold down the fort.

You're a lifesaver.

I'll add it to my resume. Okay. Bye, Mom. Yeah, yeah. I love you too.

She'll be out of the house all weekend?

Yeah, the house'll be empty.

Fine. I have rocks for brains.

Would someone tell me what's so obvious?

We are gonna hold down the fort.

We survived one night. He's not going to survive the next.

Right. We fight here. Take back the tactical advantage.

- An ambush! Yes, I like it. - But we're gonna need supplies.

Um, if we're looking to research the last stone,

shouldn't we be in the library?

Yes. Why did you bring us to look at Killahead Bridge?

Before her departure, Queen Usurna suspected

a depiction of the last stone may very well be inscribed

on the bridge itself.

Ooh! Ah!

The missing Eye of Gunmar.

His eye is the third stone? What?

Indeed.

The first stone we procured was affiliated with his birth.

The second, his first kill. This stone...

I got it.

Why, this stone commemorates... he's vulnerable.

How do you mean?

Before Gunmar took power,

Gumm-Gumms were mostly disorganized tribes of savages,

taking orders from Orlagk, the Gumm-Gumm Warlord.

Gunmar betrayed him in hopes of taking his army as his own.

The battle lasted weeks. Gunmar lost an eye. Orlagk lost his head.

I fear this may be the most difficult Triumbric stone to find.

For if his dark servants worked so hard to steal it from the Krubera,

they would not hand it over so easily.

Wait, the fetch!

Something's escaping from the Darklands! Look out!

Gnome Chompsky! You're back!

By Deya's grace, he survived!

Chompsky!

- Hey, bud! - Tough little guy.

Oh, I thought you were lost forever. Hey, bud. Hey.

Chompsky? The one who was looking for Enrique?

Uh-huh. Wait.

- Ha-ha! - Enrique!

- You found him! Is he... is he okay? - Mm-hmm.

Thank you for giving me that.

What did you see, my tiny fellow?

Did you see... Gunmar?

Gunmar did that? How did you escape?

What is he saying?

- A game of pantomime! - Panda... mine?

Charades!

You-you-you escaped the Darklands by looking, uh... angry?

By... by being constipated! Ha!

No. Gunmar.

Like panda-mine.

Oh, oh, oh! I like this.

He's... he's tickling me!

You escaped Gunmar by tickling him? No, by massaging him!

A message!

Uh... uh...

To... to swipe? To purloin!

Badminton! Wait, why badminton?

Sword.

Gunmar wants to deliver a message to Jim.

That's why he's alive.

That's how he escaped!

Then I hope it's a short message because we don't have all day.

Keep that out of his line of sight.

Then, we'll drive him into the garage. Do you have the pulley?

Uh-huh, it's in the basement. I'll get it.

Whoa, whoa! Why is there a hole in my basement?

How else am I supposed to get around while the sun is out?

- Don't worry. - Uh...

- It only leads to the sewers. - Uh...

Nobody knows about it but me.

Did you get the Lodestone?

I'll take that as a "yes."

It's almost nightfall. Come on, there's more work to be done.

Okay, that's the last one.

Now, all we do is wait.

You know, I'm a bit surprised how well we work together.

You know, I'm still gonna take you down after all this is over.

Perhaps, if we get through this,