Gossamear: Hoo! Sometimes, solid ground is even better than open sky
[bends down and kisses the ground]
John Blackstar: [Mara's life form is fading] What has done this to you Mara, the storm?
Mara: This is not a storm. It's a spell. Something... is drawing out all the magic of this planet. Drawing it to the North.
Balkar: To the Kingdom of Ice!
John Blackstar: That means the Overlord.
Mara: Yes. And when all the magic is gone, I... will cease to exist.
John Blackstar: Just think, Klone. This is the calm before the big storm.
Klone: [in the guise of a flying bat] If this isn't a storm, It's sure doing a good immitation.
John Blackstar: Now to find the Overlord.
Overlord: You have found him, Blackstar. But you have found him too late!
[throws him a ball of evil energy]
John Blackstar: We have to work together, Overlord.
Overlord: A truce?
John Blackstar: As long as Brilerand is a menace.
Overlord: Very well, rebel. But just this once.
Mara: I must save the Trobbits. But it will take all the magic I have left...