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We Have the Power!

Copyright© 2026 by Carlos Santiago

Chapter 2: By the Power of Grayskull...

“知人者智,自知者明。勝人者有力,自勝者強。” / “Knowing others is intelligence; knowing yourself is true wisdom. Mastering others is strength; mastering yourself is true power.”

— Laozi (Lao Tzu), Tao Te Ching (Dao De Jing, The Classic of the Way and Virtue), Chapter 33. Original text composed in Classical Chinese, traditionally dated to the 6th century BCE. English interpretation by Stephen Mitchell. Published in Tao Te Ching: A New English Version. Harper & Row, New York, 1988. Copyright © 1988 by Stephen Mitchell. All rights reserved. Original Classical Chinese text in the public domain.

He attacked the city without restraint. The populace was not ready for a magical strike from Skeletor.

Times of prosperous victory had dulled many of the warrior spirits that had once lived within such a place. While there were many injured, there were few casualties. Only one was targeted to be taken, and that was King Randor.

The Defenders of Eternia stood firm and fought. On this day, they would not allow the honor of their king to be lost simply because they were caught unawares.

For his part, Randor drew his laege broadsword in preparation to do battle with Keldor once more. It was a sad detail that he did not understand the transformation his once-nemesis had gone through.


Sorceress lifted her staff and struck its jeweled end against the ancient stone.

There was only the weakest sound of a tap, and it did not echo, which should have scared Adam, but nothing about the day was going how he had expected.

Instead, the castle itself answered.

A low rumble traveled beneath Adam’s boots when the cracked floor of the throne room separated from his section, making it so he was standing on a unique platform. Stone slid aside with impossible ease and precision. Down below was not the darkness he would have come to expect but rather a radiant light created by massive crystal formations. They were scattered in the depth with every color imaginable across the weathered walls.

Sorceress made a motion as they floated downward.

“This is the heart of Castle Grayskull where the some of the greatest secrets of the Universe lay hidden, Prince Adam,” she said softly.

Adam stared into the impossible abyss.

“I ... don’t suppose there’s another way down?”

She merely looked at him as if to say he knew the answer.

A resigned breath left his lips as he stepped onto the floating stone beside her and began a descent into a world he had not expected to see on that morning.

Above, Duncan remained at the edge of the opening. He put his hand on his belt, inching closer to the grip of his mace. There was this look of worry and adoration on his face that Adam had not expected to see.

The deeper they traveled, the more Adam understood that the magic of Sorceress was a part of the fortress he had so often taken for granted.

It was as though they were descending through an abyss that might never end. Towering crystals surrounded a circular platform that looked nearly identical to a bunch of other random standing places. Each glowed in its own way, and Adam mistook part of the back walls for an enormous window to see the night sky.

Only Then when he looked more closely that he realized there was no windows but rather entire galaxies drifting in the backdrop of this secret basement of the castle.

He staggered back half a step, breathless.

At the platform she had taken him to, she motion toward a sphere of light, no larger than Adam’s head. A dazzle of golden currents swirled endlessly within its translucent shell like captured sunlight while a steamy froth pulsated from the circle.

“The Great Orb?” Adam wondered.

“The Crystal Orb,” Sorceress corrected reverently. “Contained within it, the vast power of Eternia’s Elders. So long as that globe endures, the strength of Eternia and the magic in the universe shall never truly perish.”

Adam approached slowly. The light reflected across his face, and a feeling within his chest warned him that there was both danger and excitement in his near-future, much like saying if one were to jump off a cliff into a ravine, they would find an exhilaration in the air.

“Now, tell me, Prince Adam...” Sorceress asked, both serene and solemn. “Are you ready to accept the responsibility of being Eternia’s champion?”

Adam swallowed as his heart battered his ribs relentlessly. His throat was dry, and no words would come, so he simply nodded to her.

Sorceress lifted her staff in acknowledgement and from below came an ornate stone casing. Its surface bore carvings unlike any Adam had seen before. There was a symbol he did not recognize accompanied by script of a language he had no encountered in all of his studies.

Sorceress traced the symbols gently with her fingertips.

“I have stood watch over this chamber for many years,” she murmured. “Yet these words were hidden from me until today.”

Adam frowned to that sentence because he had expected her to know everything.

“What do they say?”

She read aloud.

“When the Twin Swords are united, the Gates Beyond Time shall open. The First King shall rise. The Last Enemy shall enter.”

Silence settled over the chamber. The dryness in Adam’s throat was becoming worse. He feared that he would never be able to swallow or speak again.

He looked from the inscription to Sorceress.

“What does it mean?”

“I do not know, but this is part of the responsibility of being Eternia’s champion, and we shall discover its secrets together.”

She lowered her hand from the ancient script.

The locks upon the stone casing released one by one until a shining, incandescent illumination overwhelmed the Prince. The chamber filled with warmth so pure that every crystal answered in kind, lighting up the Heart of Grayskull in honor of the birth of someone greater than that of new star.

A magnificent sword rested within.

Its blade shone like polished silver edged with celestial fire. Its guard was not too obscene, but it was certainly unlike anything Adam had ever seen before. On the other hand, he fund himself thinking of his father’s great sword. This was the noble symmetry of old Eternia blended with a regal strength of a forgotten age.

There was a promise in the metal of this weapon, soon to be unleashed by words spoken by Adam himself.

“The Sword of Power,” Sorceress said.


The grand ballroom had become a battlefield.

 
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