Part 8
Racing around yet another corner, Teela comes to an abrupt halt. While padding down the middle of the hall toward her is a large cat, it is not Battle Cat.
"Panthor!" she cries, staring at the dark purple panther.
Weaponless, she turns to run away from the animal. Having only taken a few steps before she feels a heavy weight against her back, throwing her to the ground. Landing hard, Teela feels the sharp claws dig into her back.
Lying mostly on her stomach, Teela finds herself without the leverage to throw the cat off of her. Squirming under the heavy weight, Teela feels Panthor rip at her back. Crying out, she fights to keep the tears from sliding down her face.
"Good job, Pet," drawls a voice.
Turning her head a little, she watches as a pair of dark blue boots stride down the hall toward her and the animal.
"You can't keep me here," she challenges Skeletor, as he stops near her face.
"Oh, I believe Panthor can hold you down for as long as I want," he sneers.
"Only a coward would make someone else do his work," she mocks.
"If you want to be worked, then so be it, cu-" Skeletor starts, but pauses in mid comment as his eyes are drawn to a red and green blur running down the hall toward them.
Letting his eyes focus on the creature moving toward them, the evil sorcerer realizes that his games have come to end sooner than he thought. That thought barely crosses his mind, before Battle Cat launches himself against Panthor and knocks the panther from Teela's prone body.
"No!" he cries, watching his cat battle his enemy's.
"It's over, Skeletor!" booms He-Man's voice down the hall as he rushes toward them.