In the heart of the grassy fields, Jack’s eyes adjusted to the blinding sunlight ; he started creeping towards the Thunderkiller (well what was left of it). He had bruises all over himself and so did Kekoo. With his mini laser gun broken, they were defenceless. Jack looked to the right and saw grass blowing in the wind, he smelt the amazing smell of freshly chopped flowers and felt strong winds blowing at his face. Maybe it would be fine after all.