That was it, Simba had decided. And with his fathers words in the back of his mind he charged from the jungle, away from security and his friends, to face his destiny.
Storm clouds built behind Simba, electricity and wind charging them forward with the young lion. And in their shadows and flashes of light, the three great kings of legend, Ahadi, Mufasa, and Mohatu, ran with Simba... Towards the great battle.