Epilogue

“…Because that’s what Toa do.”

With those final words, Turaga Vakama brought his tale to an end. With one smooth motion, he scooped up the stones from the Amaja Circle. Tahu Nuva took particular note of how he handled the black stone that represented Makuta, the sole surviving shard from that entity’s prison of long ago.

“I was right,” the Turaga said. “Makuta would follow us here, and threaten to cast our new world and all who came to call it home into everlasting shadow.”

Jaller, still caught up in the tale, could barely contain himself. “And…?”

Vakama smiled. “I believe you already know that story, Jaller. Come now, enough of old legends for one day.”

The Turaga rose and walked away, followed by the Toa Nuva, Takanuva, Jaller, and Hahli. “Where are we going?” asked the Ga-Matoran Chronicler.

“To make new ones,” answered the hero of Metru Nui.