The president cartwheeled to the side, getting out of the path of the rocket. He landed in a kneeled down position, his Liberty Brand held high up, aimed towards the other two rockets. A firework shot towards them, detonating the first one, thus detonating the second before it could reach the bird. "You know, I thought you demon folks loved freedom. I mean, you guys spend a hell lot of time avoiding the law right? The big man up stairs? Or are you trying to fight fire with fire?" Jackson retorted. "But you know" he started "The only big man you gotta talk to now is me. And the only fire you gotta fight... is also me!"

"Freedom go!" Jackson shouted, a bird flying from the tips of his fingers. The eagle shot straight towards Fuchsia, its eyes clearly intent on striking the demon's head. It flew left and right, weaving some kind of pattern in the air as it approached. "On average, the eagle flies up to 32 miles an hour" Andrew Jackson explained. "The maximum air speed is roughly 200 miles per hour. I don't know much about birds or speed, but I'm pretty sure that's real damn fast."