Guret was not like the other children. He had spiky black hair, an eternal smile, and a strange tail wrapped around his waist. He was found as a baby inside a strange capsule shaped like a caganer — but made of extraterrestrial metal.
The first Ball was hidden inside the tallest tower, guarded by a riddle from Gaudí himself. The second rested in the depths of the Estany de Banyoles , protected by a giant, talking truita de patates that only allowed the pure of heart to pass. The third was locked in the Parc Güell ’s mosaic dragon, which came to life every hundred years.
Guret looked at the sky. His eyes turned green. His hair grew golden—not like a Super Saiyan, but like the golden stripes of the flag. His aura blazed red and yellow.
During the final battle on the , Guret was nearly defeated. But as the city’s bells tolled for noon, he heard the distant chanting of a castells tower being built: "Amunt, amunt, amunt!" The people’s strength flowed into him. bola de drac super catala
His power level skyrocketed. He launched the — a beam shaped like a giant, fiery loaf of pa de pagès that crashed into Freezer Casteller, sending him flying past the Torre Agbar and into the Mediterranean Sea.
Fi de la primera temporada. (End of Season One.)
One day, the peaceful village of was attacked by the terrible Freezer Casteller . This tyrant was a gigantic, blue-skinned alien who commanded an army of corrupted gegants (giant papier-mâché figures) that breathed fire. Freezer Casteller sought the seven Boles de Drac — magical orbs scattered across the Catalan lands. When gathered, they would grant a wish worthy of the greatest correfoc in the universe. Guret was not like the other children
Long ago, in the hidden mountains of the Pyrenees Orientals , there existed a secret temple known as the Monestir de l’Esperit Marcial . There, under the watchful eye of the ancient master Tortell Dalmau (a wise, elderly hermit who resembled a Mediterranean turtle and wore a barretina instead of a turtle shell), trained a young, wild-hearted boy named Son Guret .
He screamed:
And so, peace returned.
To this day, on windy nights in Plaça Sant Jaume, you can still hear a faint shout echoing from the rooftops:
The seven Boles de Drac shone. Guret wished not for immortality, but for the return of the ancient Castanyers forests and a never-ending supply of pa amb tomàquet for every home in the land.