- Shaman: Come, strange sorcerer, out with it! What manner of spell have you cast on us?
- He-Man: I'm no sorcerer. My name is He-Man. I am on a journey to stop this danger which threatens your hive and the whole planet.
- Shaman: Lies! The ugly one seeks to deceive us.
- He-Man: My people are suffering as you are.
- Shaman: And why should we believe the word of someone as hideous as you?
- Garth: No Shaman, let us not judge this one by his strange looks. No doubt we look strange to him.
- Orko: Hey!
- [Orko floats into frame]
- Orko: Man-At-Arms, you got a cure for fizzled magic?
- Man-At-Arms: [stifling laughter] Well, I don't think there's any known cure for your magic, Orko.