"Pharie has been out of tune with nature for years. Her orb has been trapped in black ice, long before I was even born. There's no way those golems are using her meteor thing yet, but... If they were to break through the ice..." Paulie shook his head and turned back towards his brother's grave. Suddenly, several screeches rang through the snow-covered clearing. It was the warbly birds, and it came from beyond the hills! Looking in the direction, one of the birds was fleeing towards them, but something large began to hulk forwards and grabbed the bird with its steel-blue hand, like it was a small toy. The crunch of bones sounded as Paulie turned to witness this. Paulie dashed towards Jenso and pulled him up onto his feet. "Jenso, we have to run!"