Did you hear that weak, scared screech? That was the phoenix, dying in the fire from which it was born. It was afraid, alone and knew its time was up. No one thought it would return from its state of ash. Normally this would be the point of no return but not for the phoenix. What was thought to be its death wasn't truly death, only a cleansing or a renewal. The ashes that it used to be have once again become the stronger and more fearless creature you see before you now. It holds its head up high and refuses to give up. Did you hear
that screech? it was powerful and bold wasn't it? That was the sound of a warrior.