“When the wind calls, the brave shall answer. When the heart is true, the world listens.”

The hawk spoke in a voice that sounded like distant thunder: “The second guardian is the wind that never rests. Find the gust that sings of the old world.” Amoi raised the Main Batang, and the staff’s tip whirred, drawing the wind toward him. He caught the breeze in his palm, feeling the ancient stories it carried—tales of forgotten heroes and the rise of Pancut Mountain.

to support his drooping tomato plants. He finally found a helpful shop assistant who fit the description his friends gave. She recommended a high-pressure hose attachment for his garden. Aman proudly went home and showed off his new high-tech nozzle.