Thundarr: Cowards! Your death machines don't frighten me.
Ariel: Thundarr! (Ookla restrains her)
Sholow: There will be no battle for now. You three will race for me or...
Thundarr: Or? (Sholow uses his magic to levitate the cage the villagers are imprisoned, keeping it aloft as they scream) Demon dogs!
Sholow: Choose wisely Thundarr, or the villagers come crashing to the ground.
Thundarr: If we race, the villagers go free. (Ookla growls)
Sholow: Agreed. If you win the Helmet of Power.
Ariel: You made the right choice.
Thundarr: (Deactivates sunsword) There was no choice!
Sholow: Come, you must prepare. The race begins at dawn.