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A week after the incident, the machine wonder would be revealed to the Snowkies. Standing along side the Saint, he stepped forward. Beginning to speak in their tongue, he would remind them of the name, Amelia

"My people, I have returned her from the beyond! Where the Razors sought to destroy we brought back! Now.. Our greatful guests have begun to destroy those beasts! We can live again!"

Once he finished, the Snowkies cheered in delight, many went and examined Ameila. She remained mostly quiet but interacted. But, something happened. A messenger Snowkie would be suspended in the air, Saint would notice this and slam his wrists together, singling for it to come down. A male Snowkie landed next to the saint

"Whiskwinds come, seek Saint, yes? Arrows and Bows they carry. Blades of steel they wield. Make their way soon, they come"

Saint sighed and looked back towards Amelia, then back to the Snowkie.

"Entertain them, I will deal with the Whiskwinds"
"But Leader, they c-"
"I will be alright. If I do not return by the day, defend at all costs"

The Snowkie nodded

Later that day

Standing at an old road, The Whiskwinds would have encountered the Saint. Keeping their distance, one stepped forward.

"What is the meaning of this?"

The Whiskwind asked. Having only a part of 30 men, all armed with weapons

"Why are you here?"

"We made an Agreement, Saint. Avia submits to the greater good of Avidina"

Saint balled his fists

"Avia, bows to no one!"

The Whiskwinds would quickly unsheathe their weapons

"You can't win a war if you do this, Saint. Give it up!"

"The Razors, the winter, now you?! I have fought to save my people! I will fight again to keep them safe!"

The Whiskwind laughed

"You aren't like us, Avians. You are nothing to this land! You think the Snowkie need you?!"

Saint raised his arm just a little. Within his hand formed a purple shield. The Whiskwinds with bows, aimed their shots.

"They not only need me, but they Love me. Thats enough to die for!"

The Whiskwinds released their arrows. The arrows bounced off his armor. Saint began to run and built up his speed

"Avia shall Forever remain free!"

Saint would clutch his shield. Applying pressure to his right leg, the ground would be crushed as he ascended into the air, only a few feet. Before he slammed the shield down into the ground, creating a shockwave and sending all the Whiskwind back. Many would break their hollow bones on the landing, causing them to die nearly instantly. Some, remained alive. The last thing they would see is a man, with a purple slit of light coming from his helmet

"Never again, shall we be terrorized. Avia shall live Forever"