"You know son" Andrew Jackson remarked "I've been in so many duels in my life it ain't hard to tell when a guy's gonna make for a quick draw. In fact, I've been shot a few times and still came out alive. Why? Because unlike the man I was dueling, I had the power of Lady Liberty on my side. And as long as she holds that torch, the stars and stripes will wave forever! Also, I'm really good at duels. Kinda surprised. Last guy hid away from me. Had to to destroy a whole building just to get him out. But you're different, and I kinda like that. But judging by the clothes you wear and that smell, you're not American, and I don't make small talk with non-Americans. You hear?" The president concluded his words with a deep breath, before noticing that his opponent was still crawling slowly on the sands, hands on his sword.

Then, just as his opponent approached, the president jumped backwards trying to clear a bit of distance between him and the kitsune. "Whoa there fella! Comin' on a little close!" said Jackson as he did a backflip, recovering midair and landing on his feet. As he jumped, the sun shined on his shoes, revealing the carving of the American flag on the sole of Jackson's loafers. It was only a carving, unfortunately and didn't feature that signature red, white, and blue. Mid jump, a silhouette could be seen floating out from Jackson's body- the silhouette of a bird. He had called upon the help of an eagle, which flew upwards spreading its wings as it soared higher up, showing its back to the sun.