Previously on The Dragon Prince…
"In darkness, gaze upon a Fallen Star."
Callum, I know my leaving hurt you.
But would it be okay, maybe, if I stay?
To open the chrysalis, we need your staff.
Over my dead body!
Fulgur--
With my last… …breath.
The Staff of Ziard has been stolen.
I'm afraid this can only mean one thing.
The Fallen Star has returned.
-Oh, no!
That face, was that--
That was Ibis, the great Sky Mage.
You fought beside him at the Storm Spire.
How could you not remember?
I do remember, just wasn't sure of his name.
Well, maybe you might know that if you'd been here
the past two years.
-Callum. -What? She would.
I suppose so.
King Ezran, thank you for this visit to your kingdom.
I'm afraid it's time for me to return to mine.
Wait, please don't go yet.
If the Fallen Star is a danger the whole world will face,
this is a chance to solve our problems together.
Young King, I appreciate that sentiment.
But Ibis's warning is too urgent to delay.
I am taking Zym and we are departing immediately.
I understand.
Zym!
Where'd you go?
He was just here!
Oh, he's been so willful lately.
Zym, I know you can hear me. It's time to go home.
He hasn't gone far. I'll find him and bring him back.
Uh, why don't you, um…
Why don't you just hold onto it for now?
Okay.
We should all get some rest.
At dawn, we cast the spell to open the chrysalis.
Soul flame burning in the dark…
…guide her through the night.
-Fire!
No open flames. The whole camp will catch fire!
It's okay. You have to go home with your mom.
You know I'm always with you.
I'm sorry you have to go.
I wish there was a way we could combine our strength and purpose
and face this together.
King Ezran, maybe there is a way.
Go with her.
But Katolis needs me.
The world needs you right now.
The high council can take care of the people, I promise you.
You're right. The kingdom will be in good hands.
Ezran, I've been working on something.
A new kind of jelly tart!
Uh, but instead of jelly,
it has this mushy brown stuff I invented.
I call them Brown Sludge Tarts!
Are you sure about this?
Brown sludge?
This isn't going to be like that weird bread you made
that only Bait liked?
Oh, you mean Grumpernickel?
No. No, no, no.
I promise, the brown sludge is remarkable!
Rayla, what are you waiting for?
I didn't know if you wanted me to come.
We need you to come. Climb on up.
-Wait!
Uh, one quick stop first.
Ibis said, "The Fallen Star."
I have something that might be important.
It's a mirror.
Soren, I need your help.
If he's getting his mirror, I'm gonna get my toothbrush.
Put it out. You'll set the whole camp on fire.
Who are you?
What place does a human have, telling me what to do?
I'm the architect who designed this camp,
and I built half of it with my own hands.
Open flames are off limits.
My mother passed away today.
This is her spirit flame.
It has to burn through the night
so that at dawn, her spirit can return to the light of the Sun.
Nothing gets to burn through the night.
Please!
I promise, there won't be a single spark or ember.
I'll stay awake all night until the dawn.
No!
We can't endanger everyone's lives because of your superstition!
There it is, the mirror.
I know that mirror too well.
My father was obsessed with it.
"In darkness, gaze upon a Fallen Star."
I think this mirror is connected somehow
to the evil returning to the world.
We need to bring it with us to the Storm Spire.
Callum, I-I know you love magic, but…
I hope you're careful, 'cause it can change people.
Come on, we'll lift it together on the count of three.
-Ah!
Soren's got a Primal source of his own.
It's called "muscles."
Flexio! Right, like how you do?
-Oh, hold on!
We almost left Bait.
Aw, Bait, you're the best!
Okay. Ready now.
So, this Fallen Star person who's returning,
if they're a fallen star, was there a time when they were just a star?
His name is Aaravos.
And yes, he was a star.
A Startouch Elf,
one of the Great Ones, respected and loved by all
until we uncovered long-hidden treachery.
Hundreds of years ago,
before Avizandum was King of the Dragons,
the Dragon Queen, Luna Tenebris, mysteriously died.
Luna lacked a suitable heir,
and the other Archdragons fought bitterly
over who should ascend in her place.
As the conflict swirled
and escalated towards inevitable violence,
the great leader of the Sunfire Elves, Queen Aditi,
stepped in to broker peace.
The Archdragons trusted this wise and kind leader
and agreed to abide by whatsoever she decided.
But before she could bring peace to the world,
Queen Aditi went missing.
Chaos and confusion erupted,
and war threatened to tear Xadia apart…
…as now the elves suspect the dragons had killed their queen.
But truth came from an unexpected source.
A young human girl uncovered a great secret of history,
a dangerous deceiver was revealed.
It was one of the Great Ones, the Startouch Elf, Aaravos.
For a thousand years,
Aaravos had been pulling invisible strings
like a puppet master.
Every great crisis the world faced
seemed the work of some ingenious and powerful leader…
but in each case, it was secretly Aaravos whispering in their ear.
I'm sorry.
It's just, I'm…
Yesterday was one of the hardest days of my life.
I killed someone!
He was a mage, a Skywing Elf.
A-And he was going to take Claudia's life, I had no choice!
I love your daughter so much.
Look at her sleeping, she's just perfect.
I have always been ready to do anything to protect my family,
however dangerous, however vile.
But there is an aching pain mixed with love
that you feel in these moments.
In the name of love,
you may perform acts so unforgivable…
you will never forgive yourself.
Please, how do I live with this?
How do I deal with these feelings?
I will tell you how.
Yes! Please, I need to know.
Get a grip.
You ungrateful elves.
We humans are here to help you rebuild!
Put the flame out. Put the flame out!
I can't do it. I told you, I can't!
If you won't put it out…
then I'll do it for you!
-What was that?
-Commander, smoke!
-This is horrible! -Do it, throw the water!
-Someone stop them!
And what's going on here?
If these leaders were ingenious,
why were they listening to someone so evil whispering in their ear?
Aaravos was able to give them something they wanted very badly.
Aaravos chose as his instruments
people who had strong minds and strong hearts…
-…but who had an insatiable thirst
and fascination with magic.
Aaravos could offer them access to the great mysteries
of the universe.
Mages.
Yes, mages were his prey.
So what did you do? How did you stop him?
A Startouch Elf is no ordinary enemy.
Our adversary was literally a being from the heavens
with vast and mysterious powers.
Even after Avizandum and I allied ourselves
with the other Archdragons,
we could not risk a direct confrontation.
We had to beat Aaravos at his own game.
We could not let on that we knew of his crimes and treachery.
We had to conspire, and plot, and deceive this deceiver
so that at the exact right moment, he would lower his guard
-and we could imprison him forever.
A magical prison was created,
meant to hold this villain for eternity.
Part of its power is that no one knows where it is.
Each of the Archdragons had a clue, a piece of the puzzle,
but not one of them had the complete picture.
Avizandum was given an enchanted looking glass
so he could keep watch on Aaravos
and make sure he remained trapped and helpless.
The Storm Spire. We're here.
Hey, there's someone on the pinnacle.
Oh, no.
We're too late.
He's gone.
Ibis was more than a great mage,
he was a great friend.
Losing Ibis is heartbreaking,
but the world will face cascades of heartbreak and loss
if we don't stop Aaravos.
And there we go.
Somehow, you have Avizandum's Looking Glass?
I'm pretty sure that means mirror, right? So, yes. Lord Viren stole it.
I never knew what it was or whose it was, until now.
The looking glass is enchanted
and linked to an identical mirror within the magical prison.
When no light reflects off its surface,
it becomes as clear as a window
and you can see directly into the prison itself.
It all makes sense.
"In darkness, gaze upon a Fallen Star."
Come on, sleepyheads, it's dawn!
And that means it's spell time!
The spell needs the sun's first light
to open the chrysalis.
So get ready.
The sun's coming up.
It won't be dark enough to see through the mirror.
A little sunlight won't be a problem.
Vocare nimbum.
-It's working!
Um, I am a storm dragon.
I certainly hope it's working.
Dad, we're running out of time.
The spell needs the sun's first light.
Not second, third, or fourth light. First!
I'll just do it.
I didn't even know it could do that.
-Claudia really knows-- -Shh!
You guys, be quiet! I need to do the spell!
Ezoo cimsoc ruoy morf egreme dlihc silasyrhc.
Callum.
Ezoo cimsoc ruoy morf egreme dlihc silasyrhc.
Zubeia. You haven't aged a bit.
-You look as young and ravishing…
…as the day you betrayed me.
So sorry to hear of your mate's untimely and tragic passing.
So these are the champions you've gathered to try and stop me?
They're nothing but pathetic children.
The whining child king.
In over his head and he knows it.
The Moonshadow assassin who…
Can this be right?
Isn't capable of killing.
The failed son, whose father wishes he had never been born.
Ouch!
And my favorite, the human mage,
already tainted by darkness
and destined to play right into my hands.
Oh, my time has come.
My return to this world is inevitable!
-Callum!
Oh, Callum.