You have failed me. There were four of them. It’s too many for me
to take down in combat. You have failed me. We had another deal. So deliver on it! Do your best! My master, what if a fifth player joins in? There will be a surprise
waiting for him at the start. Wait and see. HEROES OF ENVELL The Castle Buckwit, where are you? It’s like he’s always around,
but in stealth mode. Quiet! Buckwit, how much
have I got left to level up? -Precisely fourteen.
-Aha! All right, Buckwit! What’s going on? Who took those photos? What’s up with the lizard? And why don’t you
just tell us everything? Because it’s too early in the plot
for you to know. On the other hand,
the wish of the players is my command. Well then. How does the plot develop? My glorified heroes, -…the Envell World…
-Cut to the chase. All right. The game has a villain. His name is Morgarth.
You need to vanquish him. The castle is that way, here’s the map, good luck and so on. Why is the game villain
stalking us at school? I don’t know. One day he just stopped
playing by the rules. Everything went wrong. We don’t want to play anymore. As long as you have the gate,
Morgarth will be after you. Whether you like it or not. Ah, hiding under the staircase? Phill, couldn’t you pick a safer spot? Like where? That door was locked. -Who are you calling?
-My Dad. He works in IT.
We can show him the laptop. -Hi there, Artischocke!
-Hi Dad! I need your help! And you called me? Must be pretty bad. The Australian continent is influenced by three climate zones. They are the tropical zone, -…the subtropical zone…
-Mrs Johnson, Turner’s playing games again, and on top of that Evans snuck a laptop
into the classroom. Oh come on! Arthur, Victor, get up. Mrs Johnson, I’m not playing.
I’m not in the mood for games at all. While you’re all just sitting here,
we are facing mortal danger. Mrs Johnson, I think they’ve been playing
for way too long. You don’t believe me? I’ll prove it. What’s with the laser show? No, that’s not it! Turner and the rest of the gang, I’ll be waiting for you
in my office after classes. You look like young adults but play games like little kids. Mrs Johnson, it’s not a game, I swear! It was working! Uh-oh. Turner! What is going on? Where am I? Buckwit! Quickly!
Select a class for Mrs Johnson! Arthur! Phillipp! Explain this! Mrs Johnson! No time to explain. -You’ll be a bard!
-A bard? I always wanted to sing. The boxes! We can blow them up! -They’re chasing me!
-Kira, lure them to the boxes! Phill, blow up the boxes
when they’re all gathered around. Mrs Johnson—play of the game! Andersson, enough with the slang. Buckwit, why is it sometimes
we can’t enter the game? It’s a special protection from outsiders. The creators of the game
had it made this way. No more than five persons
are allowed to play the game. That’s weird. Enemies were disappearing
after the fight before. Boss fight. This way! Let’s go already! -How?
-Think of something! That’s right! Eat pixels, Donkey Kong! 7 20Did he lose any health at all? He’s still full! Look for his weak spot! There! There! Shoot there! Kira! Watch out! Get your hands of my students! Arthur! What happened? Huh? Dad, look at this! Arthur! I gave up everything I was doing
and rushed here, thinking you’re in trouble. And you just can’t finish the game? All right, step away. Huh… Looks familiar. Is this Castlevania? Well then? Do we throw it out? Mrs Johnson’s alive. -How do you know?
-Listen to me. There’s a maximum
of five players per session. The protection keeps everyone else away. But the game didn’t allow my father in. It means the session is still full.
We keep playing. What about the lizard? We need a place where no one will find us. And easy to go to after class. And close to home. The school. Welcome everyone! Listen, guys. We can all become super-heroes. Check it out. Everybody has a superpower. We pick ourselves new names
and fight the bad guys. You will be Thor Turner. You are Doctor Phill Strange and you are Scarlett Johansson. And I’m… And you are The Glove Man. All right, Phill, show us the map. Not too bad. If we finish a level every day,
we’ll have Mrs Johnson free by Christmas. And that’s it. I’ll be done
with that thing forever. And I won’t touch a single videogame
ever again. No way! Everyone ready? Let’s roll.