Meanwhile in the cave, Milu prepared for war.

Two large snakes slithered up to the god and coiled themselves around the god.

"Don't worry, Naheka and Nahesa," Milu whispered. "You'll get your share of blood soon."

The snakes hissed in excitement.

"If that fire boy thinks that his dream is a joke, then he has no idea of what's to come."

Milu then walked over to his oven, which was producing the screams of dying souls of those that were soon to be eaten.

"Don't worry, Ahi. You'll join these pathetic sods soon enough."

Producing a smile, Milu then slurped up the cooked souls.

Meanwhile, Ahi was standing on his fiery canoe, once again leading the Motunuians and kakamoras back home. Laka were along with him.

"I can sense your trouble," Laka said. "This Milu dream must really be under your skin, huh?"

"You could say that. But I'm going to burn him from this world if he sets foot near us." Ahi clutched his fist tightly.

By sundown, the herd of wooden ships had arrived back home. As everyone unpacked and settled down, Ahi headed back to his hut.

There, he sat and meditated for hours, enough for the sun to fall below the horizon and blacken the sky. He concentrated on his fire within, and placed all thoughts on his nightmare.

There it was. Bones. Bones that Ahi was standing upon. A red fog cloaked him, and a skeletal hand gripped his foot from the mountain of bones he was standing on.

The hand belonged to a wispy black skeleton. It wore the same mask that Ahi saw previously.

Still grasping Ahi's foot, it began to crawl creepily and disgustingly from the bones.

Ahi lit his foot on fire, trying to burn the hand. But it wouldn't let go.

A deep voice rumbled, coming from the skeleton.

"You're a fool to you think I feel pain. I am no longer alive. I have no soul. That is why I have no fear."

Ahi then woke up, back in the real world. The large bonfire was spitting out smoke, with villagers and kakamoras gathered around it. They were doing their usual singing, dancing and chanting.

Still shaken from his new vision, Ahi stood up, shook his head, and used his fire to propel up into a tree. Overlooking the villagers encircled around the fire, his mind drifted towards Milu.

How could Ahi beat a god in real life if he couldn't even beat it in a dream? More importantly, how could he beat a god that is already dead?

Ahi then turned his back and left. He knew what he had to do.

Over the next few days, Ahi became more and more isolated. He was never seen outside, and he cast a fire that burned permanently, preventing anyone from visiting him.

Everyone was worried, especially Moana. This is not how she wanted her marriage to begin.

She called upon the ocean's most powerful waters and cast them onto the fire. However, the fire deflected the water. However, the wave wasn't about to be defeated so easily, and reformed and clashed with the golden fire. It's almost as if they were two combatants in battle.

This allowed Moana to quickly slip by and into Ahi's hut. She quietly snuck in.

There, she found Ahi, sitting with his legs crossed and his eyes shut. He was completely silent the entire time Moana looked upon him.

Finally, after for what seemed like an eternity, Ahi spoke.

"I know you're here, my love."

"Ahi, what are you doing?"

"Finishing the preparations for my weapon against Milu."

"And what would that would be?"

"The knowledge of the sun."

Those five words were almost enough to cause Moana to fall.

"Wh-what do you mean, the knowledge of the s-sun?"

"Within the past few days, the sun has talked to me. All day. All night. There was no time to eat, drink or sleep. But it has paid off. I wield power. Power that the sun has never shared with anyone. Power that no one ever on this planet ever has or ever will obtain. Power that is necessary to face Milu."

Ahi then stood up and turned to Moana. His entire body, from his forehead and down his muscular torso, arms and legs, was covered in additional tattoos, that glowed gold. This was the proof of the sun's energy that flowed through him.

Moana was stunned, not knowing what to say. As she thought about how she would respond, Ahi then walked towards her slowly, almost in slow motion. He then extended his arms and wrapped them around her.

"Don't worry. I won't let him even touch you."

Moana then hugged back with a smile on her face and a few tears in her eyes, She knew that he was truthful, and that he was right.