Last season on Savage Kingdom...
Saba watches her daughter die
in the jaws of her ruthless rival.
Matsumi claws her way to power.
Sekekama murders his own son.
Now his grip on the throne is slipping.
There will be blood.
Sekekama, king of beasts...
...rallies his three rising sons.
Time to kill.
With this much muscle, they target giants.
Each plays their violent part.
The princes show promise.
But father is at the top of his game.
In this world, Sekekama is God.
His sons make him proud.
United, his family is unstoppable.
It's a deadly gamble.
Youth has ambition and arrogance.
Sekekama sees trouble brewing.
These princes have stayed too long.
Do not cross me.
Saba fears the marsh pride from bitter experience.
They butchered her daughter.
Neo is all she has left.
With her help, he may one day rule Leopard Rock.
The heavens open.
Prime hunting season is here.
But Neo has so much to learn.
Saba must turn her innocent kitten
into a ruthless killer.
She will shape his destiny.
Sekekama calls to arms.
The marsh is mine.
All challengers be warned.
His message carries to the wasteland of the north.
Here, three angry lionesses plot their revenge.
They hate the marsh pride even more than Saba does.
They were exiled by their enemies with nothing.
Now these outlaws want vengeance.
They're building an empire
with eight secret weapons.
Four sons and four daughters.
Future fighters and future mothers.
The foundation of the next great dynasty.
With them, the north will rise,
and the marsh pride will fall.
The kingdom will be ours.
Saba sharpens her weapons.
Time to train her apprentice.
Neo's first lesson:
how to kill.
He will learn by example.
But not today.
The boy is spoiled...
pampered...
protected.
He's been coddled for too long.
Saba teases his bloodlust.
But kills are still just playthings.
He's your only son.
The last in your bloodline.
Give him time, Saba, give him time.
Greatness will come.
Sekekama's princes live a life of luxury.
They're growing strong and independent.
Matsumi has done what she can for them.
She is focused on the next generation.
The princes are Sekekama's problem now.
Every day he lets them stay, he gambles.
The oldest prince is hungry to do more than back up father.
Testosterone fuels his rebellion.
His two brothers will follow him anywhere.
They think they can take on the world.
What fine, young calf-killers you have become.
A coalition is forged in blood.
Do these princes really think they have what it takes?
This is mine.
Sekekama kills for less...
...especially insolent sons.
Have you forgotten your place?
Curiosity gets the better of Matsumi's new cubs.
Move on, little ones,
your brothers need a lesson in manners.
The princes must show respect
or they will pay the price.
The northern queens would kill to take the marsh
and steal Sekekama's riches.
Exile makes the sisters bitter.
Hunger feeds their anger.
Resentment infects their cubs.
The first kill is always the sweetest.
Is this what power feels like?
This isn't about hunger,
it's about dominance...
control.
My perfect little killers.
One step closer to seizing the kingdom.
Sekekama knows little of the schemes in the north...
...and cares even less.
He risks leaving the princes to their own devices.
He has other matters to attend to.
Hidden away...
out of sight...
Sekekama has another secret family
with Matsumi's sister.
The aging king has been going behind his queen's back.
This is plan B.
None can know they exist; not yet.
Someday they will do Sekekama's bidding.
But this little pride could also be his downfall.
The more he has,
the more there is to lose.
And while he's here,
his sons have free rein.
Neo's lessons are not going as Saba hoped.
He's lazy.
Yet to make a kill or even try.
Neo still relies entirely on Saba,
oblivious to the scale of her sacrifice.
Saba has to work twice as hard to feed them both.
It's been days since their last meal.
Mistakes are now not an option.
Don't make a sound.
Closer.
Perfect.
Dinnertime.
Neo expects his share,
but Saba is tired of his entitlement.
She who kills eats first.
Wait your turn.
Zalika.
Saba knows this lowlife well.
Her shadow army won't be far behind.
They will steal this hard-earned kill.
Get to the trees.
You will be patient, Neo.
Finally...
Neo's turn.
Inexperience will be his downfall.
He can't even hold on to dinner.
Hurry, Neo.
Zalika will kill for this.
Neo is first to reach the fallen kill,
but he's just not strong enough to drag it to safety.
Saba can only watch as Zalika confiscates her prize.
Neo has lost everything...
...including Saba's patience.
She has had enough.
Her son is hungry,
but Saba no longer cares.
Neo has never known real hardship.
Could this ignite his will to kill?
With Sekekama away, his sons size up the throne.
They're rich beyond their wildest dreams.
The envy of the realm...
for the moment.
But uneasy lies the head that wears the crown.
There's an intruder in their marsh.
And as acting kings, it's their job to protect the kingdom.
This nomad was banished from his pride for coming of age...
...as they should have been.
He tries to hide.
But the princes won't be fooled.
They will seize any chance to wield the power of the throne.
Rally the pride.
The oldest prince relishes his brutal duty.
So this is what power tastes like.
Get out!
Breathe it in, the sweet smell of triumph.
They've proved they can hunt.
They can protect.
They will be kings.
Their growing confidence echoes across the marsh.
Is Sekekama's hold on power slipping?
He hears their treachery.
Loud and clear.
Treason!
Someone is hunting on Leopard Rock...
right under Saba's nose.
An accomplished killer.
Dark Eyes settles down to a banquet for one.
Saba is hungry, but it's strictly invitation only.
She might eat if she plays her cards right.
Leave this to me, Neo.
Lone males think nothing of killing a cub.
If Saba fails, she'll pay with blood...
Neo's blood.
Neo is ravenous.
He smells fresh meat.
The property of an expert executioner.
If only Saba can flatter him.
Circle him.
Disarm him.
Charm him.
How do you steal a meal from a big, hungry male?
Very carefully.
Stay back, Neo.
One mistake, and he will destroy you.
But Dark Eyes yields.
Why?
Dark Eyes is no stranger.
He is your father, Neo.
Dark Eyes spares his son's life...this time.
And Saba gets a meal.
Neo is desperate for a taste.
But the time for sharing has passed.
Time for tough love.
Saba is done providing for him.
If you're hungry, go hunt for yourself...
or starve.
The bitter queens of the north
do whatever it takes to survive.
Their cubs were weaned by hunger, not privilege.
Rotten meat builds character.
The harder the life, the tougher the type.
Suffering turns innocence to savagery.
Our time will come.
Our kingdom will come.
Sekekama's sons feel at home on his throne.
Now his queens are ready to mate.
You can hunt, you can lead,
so why not breed?
Well, here's one good reason.
The king is back.
And he smells your betrayal.
This is his right.
His privilege.
These are his queens.
But the oldest prince is brazen.
How dare you?
Sekekama will put them in their place and keep them there.
This is the job of a real king.
The prince will not satisfy his lust here.
Not on Sekekama's watch.
Cross this line...
...and you will pay the ultimate price.
The king's orders are clear.
Obey my rules or get out.
This tinderbox is ready to ignite.
All it needs is a spark.
Sekekama has killed the likes of you before.
You will be next.
There can only be one true king.
And I am going nowhere.