The story of why The Tower of the Fire Eagle is in Danger of Fading Away and how Ninja² plans on helping.

Ninja² always admired and appreciated the Fire Eagle from his lonely forest cabin in the mountain. He had sworn himself to solitude for the next ten years to learn and practice the art of living off of nature.

Every morning he would awaken to hear the magnificent call of the Fire Eagle, accompanied by the warmth radiating from its glowing figure. The Fire Eagle lived high above Ninja² on the tallest peak. How it sustained itself was not known or questioned, and it was hoped by all that it would continue doing whatever it did to stay so brilliant.

For the past couple months, however, its song had not welcomed Ninja² each day, and the Fire Eagle could not be seen. Its call was sporadic when it could be heard, sounding dry and weak. As the sun was setting one evening, the Ninja caught glimpse of a cloud far beyond the peak that was glowing a faint peachy orange. The eagle must've been sick and Ninja² had to do something.

Ninja² thought about what could possibly make a Fire Eagle sick and what could possibly help. It had been raining an unusually high amount lately. Surely something as wonderful as the Fire Eagle couldn't be downed by water, could it? No, but perhaps clean flames would nudge it on its way to recovery. Ordinary flames didn't seem like they would do the trick. While Ninja² would have to leave his mountain post to get something to burn, the Fire Eagle was far more important than his spirit quest.

The humble ninja wandered into town and explained his situation to the local metalsmith, who provided him with magnesium shavings. The metalsmith, Nemuth Bismark, explained that magnesium burns at over 5,000 degrees Fahrenheit. Ninja² hoped this would be hot enough as he trudged back up towards his cabin.

His mind wandered constantly to images of a sick and coughing Fire Eagle taking its last breath before he got there and it was with much persistence that the ninja finally fashioned a jetpack out of his hand-made canoe. Stuffing the magnesium into the pack, Ninja² took a deep breath and looked around the peaceful forest. Surely his plan would work. It had to. He took off.