This...
...would be...
...much easier as...
...He-Man.
None of this would have happened if it weren't for that stupid sword.
Without that stupid sword, you wouldn't be Ram Ma'am,
and I think you kind of like being Rammy.
Don't say what I do and don't like.
I'm a complicated Stripe.
So is Cringer.
Why didn't he tell us that was how he lost his claws?
You can ask him when we save him.
Tiger Tribe together?
Hold on, Cringer.
Please be safe, cubs.
They can't hear you, Cringer.
But R'Qazz can.
Let my cubs go! They're not part of this!
R'Qazz's jungle, R'Qazz's rules.
I have new claws now.
You can't frighten me anymore.
I could in the pit.
It's why R'Qazz named you Cringer.
R'Qazz wonders why you kept it, though.
There's no shame in refusing to fight.
And I'd rather be called Cringer over Killer any day.
Ah, the friends you abandoned to escape feel differently.
Good.
You will give R'Qazz the fight he is owed.
Please, I don't want to fight them.
You don't have a choice.
There's always a choice!
Then R'Qazz chooses to fight the coward's cubs instead.
-You recognize these tigers? -Before my time with the tribe.
But that doesn't mean we all can't be friends, right?
You have the power to stop this, Cringer.
Ah, give me my thing.
Where are your claws?
I do have power.
The Power of Grayskull!
R'Qazz has a bad feeling about this.
I have the Power!
We can transform on our own?
Tiger Tribe together.
By the Power of Grayskull...
-...we have the Power! -...I have the Power!
Get the runt.
Just try it.
It's our turn to help. You get the weird guy.
We'll handle the tigers.
Please, don't hurt them.
Here, kitty, kitty.
Whoa!
Sorry!
I can handle myself.
Hurry up, Battle Cat.
You can't control me.
Can't blame R'Qazz for trying.
Let's wrap this up.
Anytime now, Battle Cat!
Enough!
Don't be the animals he wants you to be.
Be the beasts you choose to be.
Cringer, is that you?
I'm sorry this happened to you, my friends.