A large convoy of Na'Vis was passing through the thick jungle of Pandora, with several dead trees being felled by the Titanothere leading the way, which cleared the way for Pa'Li and Palulukan's riders to pass through normally.
The more than two thousand Na'Vis mounted their mounts, all behind the Olo'eyktan, who rode on Fang, with a great bow on his back and a long spear in his right hand, a leader in his own right.
They had been riding for over two hours and were seconds away from coming upon the former human base.
A base that now served as a prison for their former masters, of the nearly six thousand collectors, there were now only about two thousand three hundred left, a very low number, but which was brought down to that number after the fierce battle that took place at the base months ago.
Now, of the collectors, only support personnel, logistics, and pilots of ships, tanks, and suits remained, along with a handful of no more than a hundred weapons operators.
All of this was done by Aleyx for the purpose that, if a mutiny was created, it could be stopped in time, thanks to the larger numbers and the surviving humans not having access to weapons or vehicles without a permit, and as Aleyx had not given one, waiting for him to arrive at the base, then a mutiny was difficult for the humans to win.
Arriving about thirty meters from the base, Aleyx managed to spot some Na'Vi hiding in the treetops, and if it wasn't for his senses, which had been heightened thanks to the Su'tre fruit, he wouldn't have seen them in the first place.
Letting out a strange noise from his throat, which sounded like a whistle, Aleyx watched as some Na'Vi began to 'emerge' from the bark of nearby trees.
The Na'Vi, painted with natural dyes and extracts, had an almost perfect camouflage so that when they emerged from their hiding places, it was as if they were coming out of nature itself.
"Fonaes dora'le Suku, len meiaye Olo'eyktan" (Suku Alpha Warrior, I present Olo'eyktan) said the Na'Vi, making himself known, as he bowed and rested his right arm across his chest.
Aleyx, with all the meaning of decorum, placed his arm across his chest as well, saluting the Alpha, only the Alpha did not bow first. "I hope you haven't had any trouble at all this time" Aleyx commented, starting to march again, an act copied by the others.
"No, Olo'eyktan, the patrols have not spotted any sky people, nor their instruments, as for the captive humans, they have been given enough food to live on, though they are still caged."
"Sounds perfect to me, have they been keeping the base in top condition?" asked Aleyx, while he knew they could not maintain the ships and weapons on the base, and not because they did not want to, but because they did not know how to, what he did tell them was to clean up as much as they could have the bodies, the blood and to dispose of the ships that had been destroyed.
"Yes, Olo'eyktan, it was difficult at first, but with the help of the Angtsìk you sent, the cleaning job was completed quickly, and as for the interior facilities, they are cleaned eight times every lunar cycle," replied the Na'Vi, walking beside Aleyx.
For his part, Aleyx nodded in satisfaction, just as they arrived at the base, with the base gate already open in anticipation of their arrival, to his right, he could see the base's large steel fence, which was bent and sagging, a sign of the Titanothere's power.
Entering the outer courtyard, he could see the Samson ships, the two C-21s, and the four Valkyries which, although they had not been used in a long time, were still in good condition.
"My Olo'eyktan, it is good to see you again" Ateyo, the Na'Vi who guided Aleyx to bond with his old Ikran, who had died on this very spot, remembering that he would have to bond with a new one, came to greet him.
"You too Ateyo, you look older" replied Aleyx, with a joke of his own.
Ateyo, known for his long tongue, didn't let himself lash out; "Well, unlike you, I've had to take care of Na'Vi humans who want to kill them, and in that group I include myself, so I don't have the luxury of dancing around the fire and expecting everything to be done to music."
"HAHAHA!"
They both laughed, only to have Aleyx hop off Fang's back and give his friend a tight hug, "Let's go inside, we've had a long journey."
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That same night, everyone was in the courtyard of the base, with the two thousand warriors, plus the other Na'Vi who were already inhabiting the base, all waiting for Aleyx to speak, who was standing on a makeshift platform in front of everyone.
"I know that many do not agree to use and learn the tactics, strategies, and teachings of the sky people! But I tell you it is necessary, for too long we have been at a disadvantage against them, their mounts are faster, they feel no pain, they are more lethal, their weapons are bigger, more dangerous".
With each word from Aleyx, the fire and fervor of the crowd grew, fuelled by hatred and resentment towards those who had been hurting their home long ago.
"That is why I stand before you, not as your Olo'eyktan, but as a son of Eywa, who has grown tired of watching the jungle suffer, as the sky people slaughter our lands, as they exploit it, thinking they will have no consequences" at this point, Aleyx's voice was firm, with a scathing look that threatened to murder anything that threatened the clan.
"As the saviors and deliverers of Pandora from the human yoke," Aleyx said, pausing momentarily, as the Na'Vi nodded fervently.
Grace, standing in the crowd, stepped to the front of the line, and raising her right arm shouted; "Aluo maieya!" (for Eywa) with that fervor in her voice, she began the chanting of the others gathered, who joined her voice in their fight for Pandora... for Eywa.
Aleyx smiled, as he saw Grace in the jubilant crowd, giving her a nod and a small smile for her support.
Subaiya had taken the first step, one of many, all for a future where humans' stay on Pandora was but a mere memory, and it all began with the chant of a human who learned to love Eywa.
Merry Christmas, I sincerely hope you have a wonderful time on your festive season.
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