In Mrs. Jackson's house, the four officers and the rest of their party began to hear her tell a story of what the Maidens were. They were all quiet and silent as they let her speak about the truth that was presented to them.

Pyrrha found it strange that these very same men displayed a grim expression on their faces as Mrs. Jackson told them the truth. She didn't expect them to react like she had expected. Yet, it was odd to know that they understood everything.

Mrs. Jackson, the Winter Maiden, had begun to finish. "This is the truth about the Maidens and their effect on the world of Remnant."

Of all of the men, Pyrrha noticed Captain Vastano speaking up. "You're telling us that you are an all-powerful woman who could basically use magic?" He asked.

She nodded. "Yes. Unlike the rest of Remnant, who use Dust to use their auras and semblances, maidens like myself don't need it. For we can do it at will." The Winter Maiden explained to him. "I'm surprised you four didn't overreact to any of this."

Then Captain Durante commented. "With all due respect ma'am, we saved an entire western front, fought monsters from another world, walked into a world that's quite different from ours, and met people with special powers. At this point, I'll believe anything."

The woman laughed. "For someone who is from another world, I expected all of you to be shocked."

Captain Vastano walked forward to confront the woman. "That's the reason why the White Fang kidnapped her to get to you."

She sighed. "Sadly, it's the reason why I didn't want her to associate herself with you. You would bring attention to my daughter and bring them to us. I had to keep her away from you for a time."

"You could have just told us. I'm a captain, I would have helped you and protected your daughter."

"Yes, you could protect my daughter, but I don't want to have people laying down their lives for both of us. It's a risk I wouldn't take."

"Yeah and that risk got your daughter taken. I could have placed paratroopers on guard just to make sure they didn't break in."

The Winter Maiden shook her head. "It's not that simple."

"Not that simple? She had friends like us, you could have asked for our help."

"You're not fighting a military, captain." She replied. "You're fighting people who want to be seen as equals. They don't deserve to be shot down for that."

Despite her explanation, Derby stepped passed the young man and talked to her. "Ma'am, I know it's not my place to be part of your business, but my impressions on those boys and gals has left a bad taste in my mouth." The war veteran stated. "Those people took up arms to harm people and I don't want to treat them as an enemy, but they are. The White Fang killed some good men of ours when they didn't deserve to die. You can't think of them like that anymore."

"Look, I am here to bring back my daughter. I'm merely asking for your help to get her back."

"My mentor is right." The Winter Maiden glanced over to Durante. "The time for talk is over, ma'am. Besides, their leader killed your husband and our friend. The least we can do is avenge him by getting back at the bastards."

"I appreciate your enthusiasm to kill, but I won't have people die for my sake." The Maiden replied. "I understand that you're a soldier, but I don't want people dead just to get my daughter."

"Don't worry, we'll only shoot if they fire on us." The captain stated. "It's a restraint we can do while we get your daughter back."

"Okay then, Vast-Vastano." She began while having trouble pronouncing his name. "What's your plan once we get to Menagerie?"

The Italian-American expressed an uneasy smile. "I hate to break the bad news to you, but that's all I got once my company and I get there. The next thing I think we should do is talk to the locals and see what happens there." Johnny explained.

Mrs. Jackson shook her head and sighed. "I wonder how you happened to come across my daughter."

"Don't look at me, I wasn't the one who had a foul mouth."

"My daughter swore?" She asked.

Oddly enough, it was not the captain who talked, but one of the young ladies who were there. Coco, began to speak up. "I don't know how to put this, but that's how Persinette makes friends. Plus, she's a scary girl whenever a friend was bullied for being a faunus."

"I thought she would grow up to be a normal girl after I married her father."

Johnny was quick to reply. "Mrs. Jackson, I don't know if you know this. Once you're a friend in our circle of friends, we're not exactly normal."

Then Edwards, the officer who remained silent throughout the entire conversation, had finally spoken. "You can say that again."

Pyrrha finally joined the group. "Why do you say that?"

"Do you really want to know?"

Pyrrha and Coco spoke up in unison. "Yes."

"Kurt's a veteran of the Great War, I'm some kid fresh from a military academy, Monte's a noble of a nearly-dead aristocracy, and Johnny happens to be part of a crime family."

Vastano glanced over to the youngest officer. "What the hell? You weren't supposed to tell nobody about that!"

Captain Durante was quick to point out a detail. "I'm with Johnny on his wagon. How do you know?"

Bill Edwards chuckled. "Considering how both of you can be loud when you're drunk, I happen to be the guy who happens to listens."

Confusion arose over Mrs. Jackson. "My daughter was hanging out with a criminal!"

"Don't worry, you can thank your husband for teaching Captain Vastano on how to be a proper soldier." He assured her. "It's a massive improvement ever since my first time I met with him."

"My husband did that?" Then she pointed her finger to Vastano. "To him of all people?"

The officers beside Vastano began to chuckle before Durante had decided to speak. "Whatever he did to Johnny, it worked." Then he glanced over to everyone else. "Now that we got the full picture of what the hell is going on, I think we best get ready before we start going our separate ways."

Colonel Strudwick walked towards the hotel entrance as he came down the steps in his full greatcoat. A servant opened the door for him as his cane met with the snow-covered steps. Then he looked around and found himself in the city of white as he pulled out his pipe and lit it before placing it between his lips. "It's been ages since I've enjoyed the cold." He whispered to himself as walked down the steps.

As the British officer joined the civilians walking about, he passed by many people. Most of them gave him a strange look at his appearance and especially his eyepatch. He knew he was intimidating to the dashing lads and the lovely ladies, but the colonel expressed a smile to the young people whom he passed. "Good afternoon." The colonel said after a couple passed by him.

After he walked around the block, Strudwick found himself in a park where there was a garden built in snow. "Amazing." He stated. "Truly amazing. If only we had something like this back in London."

Before he could make his move, a blonde woman in a black fur coat had stumbled upon his path. "Pardon me, I didn't mean to get in your way." He apologized to her.

However, the stranger was quick to reply. "It's fine, I was merely taking a walk in the park." Despite his scarf covering most of his head, he was still recognized. "You're one of those soldiers from the other world. What are you doing here?"

"My lady, I am merely doing the same." He answered. "It has been a long time since I have enjoyed an outgoing activity such as this."

"Interesting, I would like to accompany you on your journey."

Colonel Strudwick shook his head. "Forgive me, but decline the offer."

"I insist." The younger woman replied as she brought her hand in a respectful gesture. "Someone like yourself deserves the company. I am Glynda Goodwitch."

Then he shook her hand. "Since you insist, I must accept. I am Colonel Strudwick."

"A colonel, I once knew a man who was a colonel. Though he was quite younger."

He smiled as the two walked together in the Atlesian park. "Intriguing. I didn't know that the Atlesian Military had such men in their ranks."

"I have a friend who knows their military by heart." Glynda said. "What brings you to Atlas and to this place?"

"It reminds me of my home and my family back in London. If only they were allowed to come here and see this for themselves." They both stumbled upon a statue of three swords planted inside of a throne. "What is this?"

"It's Atlas way to honor the fallen of our Great War. The Blades of the Fallen, a monument in their honor."

Colonel Strudwick nodded his head in approval of the sight as the snow covered it. However, he looked down from the blades planted in the ground, only to see white lilies placed around the swords.

"Those who come here try to honor their ancestors by giving out the Winter Lilies to them. It's the only flower that could grow here." Glynda answered.

The colonel reached down underneath his greatcoat as he pulled out a silver locket and a photograph before he placed them besides the flowers.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

He stayed his hand and glanced his gaze to her. "My dear, I once fought in a Great War as well. I'm showing my respect." Soon after, he placed the silver locket on the flowers as he slid the photograph behind it. Then he took a step back and saluted the high-ranking soldier who was shown in the picture. When he was finished, he sighed.

"Excuse me for asking, colonel, but who is that man?"

"My equal." The British officer answered. "An enemy and a friend. Rest easy, Baron von Falkenrath. You were a fine gentleman." Then he turned around and walked away from the monument as the woman continued to follow him. "Mrs. Goodwitch, I appreciate your company, but I wish to be alone."

"I… understand what you're going through." The blonde woman replied. "I just didn't know."

"Do not fret, no one knew." He replied. "It's just that I expect to meet him soon."

Captain Vastano walked into his makeshift office after departing Mrs. Jackson's house as he found himself sitting behind his desk. This time, there was a typewriter on his desk as he looked at the blank sheets of paper that awaited for him. "Okay, where to begin with my report? Wait a minute, I hope I can replicate something like that for command."

Then his hands began to type away as the paper printed the letters he desired.

"Fourteen hundred hours ago… I talked with Mrs. Jackson… she revealed that the White Fang, a terrorist organization, kidnapped her daughter for reasons unknown." He spoke out loud to himself as he paused. "Shit, I might have to erase that last bit." Johnny cursed himself out before he continued to write. "Mrs. Jackson is a Winter Maiden, a powerful person on the world of Remnant, who is being hunted down for her power…"

Throughout the rest of his time in his office, the officer began to type out his report.