Mer-man swam deep beneath the ocean. He moved with swiftness and ease through the darkened oceans as he continued his search. He glided over to a sunken ship when he heard a deep growl. With a smile, Mer-man knew what he sought was hidden away in the opened bowels of the sunken ship. “Come my precious,” Mer-man raised his newly formed trident.
The three prongs of the spear were formed with a strange glowling material. Mer-man aimed his spear at the large crustacean emerging from the ship. The creature snapped its claws at him as the trident glowed and unleashed a mystical power. The crustacean began to grow and form spikes around its hardened shell.
Sometime later, Prince Adam sat by his pet tiger in a bedroom chamber inside Castle Grayskull. The Sorceress knelled besides Cringer and passed her hand gently over the tiger’s wounds. Cringer felt a great relief as it appeared his wounds were healing quickly.
“Wow,” Orko said with amazement, “Could you teach me that?”
“Are you sure that’s a good idea,” Adam interred, “With you magic?”
Orko thought about it for a moment. His magic was unstable and chaotic. He just had a thought of what would happen if he used his magic on a wound. “Nevermind,” Orko said.
“These burns were bad,” The Sorceress said, “I can only accelerate the healing process. He still needs to rest and recover, but Cringer should be fine in a day or so.” The Sorceress cast another enchantment and Cringer’s wounds were magically covered with cloth wraps. The Sorceress stroked Cringer’s head as the tiger fell asleep.
“Thank you,” Prince Adam said.
The Sorceress gave no acknowledgement; she simply touched Cringer’s head with great care and ease. Once Cringer was asleep, the Sorceress rose and looked at Adam. “Come with me,” she commanded, “I need to discuss some things with both of you.” The Sorceress stepped out of the chamber.
Prince Adam and Orko followed her to the castle’s throne room.
The Sorceress grew concerned about something, but Adam had no clue.
“Man-At-Arms was wise to seek out the comet that struck the Mystic Wall,” The Sorceress explained as she formed her magical staff. She waved her staff over the vision pool and made it glow. In a flash, she brought up an image of a comet moving through the vastness of outer space.
“Comets are supposed to be just chunks of rocks that broke away from celestial bodies,” Orko commented.
“Partly,” The Sorceress informed him, “This comet was from a very important celestial body. It was a solidified piece of cosmic energy, the source where magic comes from. It is so ancient and mysterious that the element has no name. It is very similar to our planet’s core which is why Eternia is filled with diverse life and magic. Our planet core is abundant in it. Every planet that carries life has a little piece of it in their core. Even some special items have elements of this comet in them.”
Adam looked at the image of the comet soaring through space. The comet passed through the great galactic barrier at the center of the universe and found its way near Eternia. Adam watched as the comet was magically pulled and forced down on Eternia and hit the Mystic Wall with great intensity and fury that unleashed the power within the comet. The Mystic Wall turned to hardened crystal and cracked. In no time, the Mystic wall collapsed and Skeletor’s army moved.
“The stone’s power is chaotic as life can be. It can create and well as destroy,” the Sorceress said.
“Where is the piece?” Adam asked, “Can you see it?”
The Sorceress sat on throne of Castle Grayskull and closed her eyes. Using her magical powers, she focused her thoughts to see what cannot be seen. She knew Adam feared that Skeletor might have it. Even with her abilities of foresight, the Sorceress has not been able to know of Skeletor’s whereabouts. The Sorceress feared Skeletor’s return as well.
Then a vision came to her. She heard screams of terror and lives destroyed. She gripped the throne’s armrest and pushed her back hard against the marble chair. “No,” the Sorceress spoke with fear.
Prince Adam grew concerned. He did not know what was happening to the Sorceress, but he knew enough something terrible was occurring.
“Sorceress!” Adam yelled. He rushed up the steps to her, but she quickly raised her hand to him.
“I am fine,” the Sorceress spoke. She took a deep breath to compose herself and then looked at Adam. “The fishing village of Anaore,” the Sorceress said suddenly, “it is in great danger.”
“I’ll go deal with it,” Adam turned and began to rush out the door.
“Wait,” the Sorceress commanded, “I’ll summon Man-At-Arms to meet you there.”
Prince Adam pulled out his crimson sword, “I can handle it alone. No need to put others in harm’s way.” The crimson sword began to turn silver.
Without hesitation, Adam ran out of the throne room. As he left the entrance of Castle Grayskull and ran toward his wind raider, Prince Adam raised his sword and called out, “BY THE POWER OF GRAYSKULL!!!”