— 11th June 2005, near Northrain —
Compared to how the mission to rescue Amber turned out, the trip to Saffron's location was much quicker and smooth. Olivier and Ulysses had chosen to scout the lands ahead to see anything of use to the frogs, and indeed there was a highway. With the knowledge, the frogs leapt onto one of the vehicles driving on it and went across the road, getting off when the car stopped at a nearby diner and its driver went in. From there, Bertram and his entourage followed the compass to where they could deduce Saffron's location to be.
"Thank you for helping us get there quickly," Bertram said gratefully, appreciating Ulysses and Olivier's skills. "Your skills are very much needed here."
"No probs," Olivier reciprocated. "I've been eager to go out travelling recently."
"It's a pleasure to serve you, Bertram," Ulysses joined in, not above commenting on his appreciation. "I've always appreciated it when people accept my work."
"Anyways, are we here now?" Stanley asked.
"Looks like we are," Jonathan replied, observing the place the compass had led him to. "Now where is Saffron?"
"Above you!" Olivier shouted, catching the others by surprise as he pointed upwards.
"What are you- my goodness…" Bertram was confused by Olivier's warning, but when he looked towards the direction he was pointing at, his eyes widened in horror at the sight.
Saffron the Yellow Fairy was somehow suspended in the wires hanging thousands of metres above them, her small body tangled in several of them. The frog footmen gazed at the image, full of confusion as to what they could do to rescue her.
"Christ," Stanley said in shock. "How are we supposed to get her out of… that?"
"I don't know," Ulysses replied, trying to keep a straight face in the absurdity of the situation. "Maybe if we call out to her then she could help. She has a knowledgeable mind, after all."
"That's a great idea!" Olivier then decided to do that, calling out to the suspended Yellow Fairy. "SAFFRON!"
"Yeah?" A fatigued reply came from above, the voice clearly belonging to Saffron.
"IT'S US, THE FROG FOOTMEN! WE'RE HERE TO RESCUE YOU!"
"Are you sure?" Saffron replied cynically. "How could you get me out of here?"
"She has a point," Ulysses responded. "She's way too high for us to reach."
"We need to cut the cables," Jonathan said, brainstorming an idea. "That way, she can fly out and return with us."
"No, no, that won't work," Bertram shut the idea down. "She's clearly too tired and hurt to fly."
"Then what do we do?!" Stanley angrily shouted. "There's got to be something!"
"Hmmm," Bertram thought to himself. "We could try climbing the metal towers the wires are attached to," he said, pointing to the transmission towers in front of them.
"Problem is, there's no way we can actually reach her directly without flight. And we can't use the fairies either, bringing them out of the pot would put them in danger."
"Wait, you've rescued my friends?" Saffron piped up from above, having overheard the frog's conversation.
"Not really," Jonathan replied. "We've only found two of them. And one of them was already in the pot when we found it."
"Oh," Saffron said in disappointment. "This isn't good."
"Yep," Bertram shared her feeling. "Rest assured, once we save you, we'll save the other four very soon."
"Well that's a good thought," the yellow fairy responded. "Don't know if you will save me, though."
"Okay, team, I want you to scale the towers near Saffron," Bertram ordered. "Let's see if we can save her."
On command, Stanley and Olivier hopped across the field to the transmission tower in front of them. The remaining frogs watched them go off, traversing the long distance between the footmen and the steel cage the tower was made of. Sure enough, their fitness and experience meant they could traverse it quickly, and now they were scaling the tower itself, determined to reach the yellow fairy and get her down quickly.
"Do you have any idea of getting her down safely?" Ulysses asked Bertram, watching the two fittest frogs of the crew climbing on steel grids like they were ladders. "If you haven't noticed, Miss Saffron is sandwiched between two pairs of strings. And I doubt Stanley and Olivier have any way of balancing."
"Fair point," Bertram considered. "I never even thought of that. I'm mostly just doing it in the hopes that they could. I mean, it's hard to plan ahead for a mission when your home is on the line here."
"That's a bad idea," Ulysses thought. "You always must plan ahead. It will help work things out quicker."
"Excuse me?" Jonathan interrupted. "We had no idea what the mortal world looked like at all! We've just been winging it trying to rescue the most important fairies from a foreign land! How are we supposed to plan ahead if we don't even know where we're going?!"
"Fair point," Ulysses conceded. "It's a good thing you had me and Olivier scout the place beforehand."
"I guess we can just watch them go," Jonathan said. "It's that simple. Why should we be arguing about the difficulty of it?"
But before any more conversation could continue, the sound of blades cutting air echoed throughout the place as everyone was caught off guard. Bertram and Jonathan looked to the source of the sound - just right of them - and looked in horror.
A mortal helicopter had descended on to the ground, flattening the blades of grass underneath as it landed and the spinning of its rotors slowly grinned to a halt.
"Oh dear," Bertram said in panic.
"Guess not," Jonathan followed.
Sure enough, one of the side doors opened, and several mortal soldiers came out wielding the weapons they used to search for them 2 days ago - and, from what Bertram could assume, the ones they used to knock out Ruby when the pot landed.
"Great, they've already spotted us," Bertram thought. "Now what are we going to do?"
The Wildcat MK1 touched down on the ground upon sighting of a fairy, and the soldiers within got out, weapons bared. Captain Simmons was once again leading the mission with Lieutenant Price, turning to the other soldiers as he looked over the area with binoculars.
"Okay, soldiers," Evan said, addressing his platoon. "We've recently spotted a fairy tangled within the power lines connecting Northrain to the rest of the island."
"Huh," one soldier said. "That's why there's been blackouts there since the lockdown."
"Exactly," Simmons continued, "and, judging by the road guard's reports two days ago, the fairies are being helped by a bunch of French sycophants."
One of the soldiers chuckled at Evan's description of the frog footmen. "Now, our objective here is to capture the fairy and dispose of those frogs. If we're successful, then we will move on to capture the remaining four fairies and contain the pot."
"Roger that," the soldiers returned, and soon they immediately ran towards the power grid, intending to take out the fairies.
"They're coming for us," Jonathan said in a worried tone, looking at the soldiers running towards them in horror. "What do we do?"
"Hide," Ulysses replied. "That's all we could do."
"Really?" Jonathan said. "I think we could do more-"
Suddenly, one of the soldiers took out his rifle and opened fire near the frogs, catching them off guard.
"Okay nevermind, I'm on board!" Jonathan immediately backtracked as they began hopping away.
"Bertram! We're hearing the mortals attacking you guys!" Stanley called from afar, taking notice of the situation. "Can we do anything to help?"
"JUST KEEP CLIMBING!" Bertram shouted in response.
"Okay," Olivier affirmed, and he and Stanley continued climbing. By now, they had managed to bypass the first set of wires.
Bertram, Jonathan and Ulysses continued running, dodging the mortals' bullets as they chased. Soon, they hid themselves in the interior of the other transmission tower opposite of the one Olivier and Stanley were scaling.
"Dammit, they've hidden inside the tower!" One of the soldiers said in frustration. "What do we do?"
"Go for the other two," Price responded. "They're climbing at an alarming rate."
"Roger," the soldier responded, and soon, John and his platoon were now shifting their focus to the other transmission tower, Stanley and Olivier still scaling it. They aimed their weapons and started firing at it, however the sheer height the two were led to the bullets just uselessly making marks on the steel.
Saffron watched the fight between the frogs and the mortals, internally cursing herself for not doing anything. "The frogs are nearly going to die here," she thought. "I NEED to help them!"
Then, an idea lit up in her head, and with that, she tried to pull her right arm out of the electric wires stinging her, fully intending to use her wand on the three soldiers shooting upwards.
It was rough and painful, but she soon tore her arm free of its bindings, before burying them into her shorts and pulling out her yellow-tipped wand.
"Fire!" Saffron commanded as she aimed her wand towards one of the soldiers' head. On cue, a stream of yellow fairy dust in the shape of a bullet fired out and hit him in the head.
Had he not been wearing a helmet, the blast would've been fatal.
"Ow!" The soldier shouted, being taken aback by the blast. "I'm being attacked from behind!"
"Wait, what?" The other soldier said, before a blast of magic suddenly hit his back armor. "Holy shit, they really are!"
The three soldiers looked to see Saffron firing magic bolts at them, still trapped in wires as a determined look formed on her face.
"Crap," the third soldier said, "they're fighting back."
"Good thing we've got armour," the second soldier tried to make this seem less dangerous than it really was. "Remember, we're not supposed to kill the fairies. Just contain them."
"But they're trying to kill us!" the first soldier retorted in panic. "What are we supposed to do?!"
"Stay calm," John commanded, observing the scene with two other soldiers. "Your mate has a point: you've got strong armor. Ignore them and keep trying to take out the two frogs."
Sure enough, Saffron fired a wand shot directly at John's chest armour, and this distracted him.
"You're not killing the frog footmen!" She shouted at Price. "They're here to help me, and I'm going to protect them from terrors like you!"
Price assessed that statement and the act of aggression she made on him. "…fuck it. Open fire!"
But before anyone could do anything, a tongue wrapped around John's leg and yanked it, causing him to fall to the ground. "Whoa!"
Jonathan had sneaked out of the transmission tower with Bertram and Ulysses while Saffron distracted the soldiers, and was sneaking up on Lieutenant Price to take him off guard to stop him from being a threat.
"You go, Johnny boy!" Bertram cheered, the soldiers guarding Price chuckling at the sight of a frog knocking over their respectable lieutenant.
"No problem," Jonathan said after retracting his tongue. "We clearly need to work together to survive these guys."
"You green-skinned fucks!" John exclaimed, rage growing on his face as he immediately got up and tried crushing the frogs with the butt of his SA80. The frogs were quicker, though, and they immediately darted away from the place it landed.
Stanley and Oliver watched from the towers all the soldiers were now distracted chasing Bertram, Jonathan and Ulysses around. "You think they'll be okay?" Olivier asked, worried.
"They will," Stanley reassured him. "The boss has probably got some way of evading them forever."
"Well, let's keep climbing, then," Olivier beckoned.
"Right."
Sure enough, Stanley and Olivier had made it to the set of wires which suspended Saffron, and were now standing just before it.
"What do we do, Miss Saffron?" Olivier asked. "I'm not sure if we can balance on these."
"You're better off not doing so," Saffron affirmed. "These wires are imbued with electricity."
"R-really?" Olivier said in confusion. "Why didn't you tell us that earlier?"
"You're right," Saffron said in response. "I should have. Sorry."
"And second thing: the mortals have somehow harnessed lightning?" Stanley added to Olivier's question.
"Yep," Saffron confirmed. "It was a painful experience. I'm more interested in how they were able to harness such a powerful force, and why they'd need it."
"We don't have time to think, we need action!" Stanley beckoned. "What do we do?"
"Fine," Saffron gave in. "Just try your best, okay?"
"Yeah," Stanley affirmed. "We'll try."
The two frogs took it to balance themselves across the wires holding Saffron captive, slowly walking as they inched closer and closer to her.
Back on the ground, John Price and his five soldiers were getting winded from having to chase Bertram, Jonathan and Ulysses. However, John and the frogs were confused when one of the soldiers stopped in his tracks and huddled his arms together.
"What's going on?" Lieutenant Price asked the soldier.
"Sir, we're detecting a sudden decrease in temperature," the soldier responded nervously.
"A sudden decrease in temperature?" Bertram's eyes widened in horror when he himself noticed how cold the air was becoming. "Oh no, that can only mean one thing…"
As if on cue, a wooden spear tipped with metal pierced the air and landed on the ground, making a notable mark that it stayed in place. John and his platoon looked in the direction of the spear's launch, sharing the horror and panic Bertram and the frogs had when they saw them.
Several green-skinned creatures were rushing towards the scene, wielding primitive weapons such as swords, axes, spears and bludgeons and wicked smiles on their faces. They were lanky and agile, with big, pointy noses and ears and claws hands and feet, dressed in nothing but brown, poorly-done loincloths.
"What the fuck are these guys?" John asked in confusion. But Bertram knew what they were from his experience with them.
"They're the goblins," Bertram answered in horror.
"Great. Now have do deal with more green fucks?" A soldier said, deeply annoyed by the whole situation.
"Well, this seems rather easy," another soldier remarked, aiming his rifle at one of the goblins running closer to them.
And sure enough, he riddled the goblin with bullets, and the goblin dropped dead as a bloody mess.
"I can't believe it," Bertram said in horror, seeing the goblin die in front of them. "The mortals are taking out our greatest threats like nothing!"
"What do we do?" Jonathan whispered into Bertram's ear, watching the soldiers make quick work of the advancing goblins.
"We hide," Bertram answered. "And hope for Stanley and Ulysses to get Saffron out of those strings."
"Good thinking," Ulysses responded.
Sure enough, the three ground frogs hopped back under the transmission tower, and Bertram called out to Stanley and Olivier as they struggled to balance.
"GUYS! THE GOBLINS HAVE ARRIVED!" Bertram shouted.
"Oh no, that's not good!" Olivier responded. "What do we do?"
"Just ignore them and keep going," Jonathan replied. "The mortals are taking care of them."
"That's good to know," Stanley responded. "Guess they're good for something."
However, they were proven wrong when one goblin took out his pristine blade, and, in an instant, dodged a soldier opening fire on him and slashed his throat. The other soldiers looked in horror as the goblin grinned wickedly at his fallen enemy.
"That's right! Fear us!" Leonardo said, laughing as maniacally as the ice lord who sent him on this conquest. "You mortals will never be able to stop Jack Frost from taking the fairies!"
"No, they're ours!" John said in response. "Why would you want to capture them?!"
"Because," Leonardo responded, "we were the ones who got them here."
"….okay," Price replied, his reaction not as dramatic and shocking as Leo expected it to be. "But you can't take them, they're ours to contain!"
"And what are you going to do with them?" Leonardo taunted.
"Why do you need to know?" Price asked.
"…whatever, it doesn't matter," Leonardo said. "Now, shoot this!"
In an instant, the goblin commander took out a satchel and threw its contents - a heap of pocket sand - straight into John's eyes. The lieutenant fell to the ground, screaming and desperately rubbing his eyes in pain.
"AARGH! GET THIS THING OFF ME!" he screamed.
"The fuck?" A soldier said in confusion. "Get 'em!"
However, Leonardo was already scaling the tower as they talked to each other, already on the back of the steel structure. The soldiers attempted to fire at the goblin, but he proved too swift and nimble to get hit.
Sure enough, he soon managed to get to the wires Saffron was being held in while Stanley and Olivier were nearing Saffron herself. Olivier looked behind him to see the goblin slowly gaining up on them, a worried look growing on his face.
"We need to do this quick," he told Stanley, getting increasingly nervous as Leonardo walked closer and closer. "He's gaining up on us."
"It doesn't matter," Stanley responded. "All we need is to get her out of here!"
"Okay," Olivier said. "But we're literally standing high above the ground! Doesn't that make you feel a bit nervous?"
"I know," Stanley replied. "but we have to bear with it. We all knew this mission wasn't going to be easy, but we're still pushing forward no matter what it takes."
"Oh really?" Leonardo said mockingly. "Then how about THIS?"
With that, Leo pulled his big foot up and hit the wires with it, causing them to shake significantly. In the vibrations, Olivier and Stanley lost their balance, and Olivier was now hanging on the wires for dear life, Stanley sprawled over the wobbling wires to prevent himself from falling off as well.
"Help!" Olivier said, panicking.
"Don't worry!" Stanley responded between grunts, managing to grip one of Olivier's hands. "We can get out alive!"
Saffron looked in shock at the two frogs trying to help her now forced to survive, and back to the cackling goblin as he watched the scene with glee.
"Ha! Do you see that, stupid fairy?" Leonardo taunted. "You never had any hope! You live and die by our whims alone!"
"Really?" Saffron asked, her shock turning to anger. "Do you think we have no power here?"
"Well, if your king and queen are so pathetic they'd send a different species to save your hide rather than doing it themselves, then yes," the goblin commander answered.
"So you really think we have no way of fighting back," Saffron analysed, an idea forming in her head. "Well, since you're enjoying what you put poor Olivier and Stanley in… how about you join them?"
With that, Saffron aimed her wand at Leonardo's big foot with all the tangled strings could handle and fired at it.
"AH!" Leonardo screamed as the shot damaged his foot, blood pouring as he was suddenly met with a jolt of pain. In the panic, he lost his balance and fell down as well, now also desperately clambering onto the wires with his hands.
"Good one, Saff!" Olivier complimented the yellow fairy, looking over to see Leonardo's predicament.
"No problem," Saffron remarked. "We have to work together here if we're gonna get out alive."
Several more goblins from the ground took notice of Leonardo's struggle, now worried for their leader. One of them immediately ran towards the tower, intent on rescuing their commander.
"Leonardo's in danger!" The goblin said. "Don't worry, I'll save him-"
But before he could finish his sentence, an enraged Lieutenant Price, finally having gotten all the sand out of his eyes thanks to a medic, shot him in the head instantly with a Browning Hi-Power.
"Get the chopper here NOW!" He stressed, now fully pushed past his limit.
"Y-yes sir!" The remaining soldiers obeyed.
With a few signals, the pilot started the helicopter again and flew it over to the battleground, touching down for two soldiers to board it before flying back up.
"Remember, steer clear of the wires," John radioed the pilot. "Northrain's suffered enough of a blackout as it is."
"Okay," the pilot responded with uncertainty. He slowly steered control of the helicopter closer to the wires holding all the supernatural creatures they were combatting.
When it did, the sheer force of the winds created by the helicopter blades immediately blew on the wires, immediately blowing on the frogs. Stanley managed to hold on the wires in determination, but Olivier wasn't so lucky, and was blown away to the other set of wires.
"This isn't good," Bertram looked up at the scene with worry from the inside of the tower. "We have to do something, Stanley and Olivier are struggling!"
"Then do it," Ulysses urged him. "We clearly need our whole effort."
"I guess," Bertram said, soon joining Ulysses and Jonathan in scaling the tower.
Meanwhile, Stanley was now holding onto Saffron's tangled body, attempting to unravel the wires and electric strings trapping her. It was rather painful, every wire he tore shocking his hands, but he still persisted regardless, determined to rescue the Yellow fairy knowing that he would damn him and everyone he knew and loved if he didn't.
But he was stopped when the helicopter came extremely close to him and Saffron's location, and a soldier came out of the helicopter's opened door, pliers held in tightly-gloved hands.
"Okay, let's do this," the soldier said, hiding his nervousness with confidence. However, he was attacked by Stanley's slimy tongue elongating and prodding him in the eye - or at least would've if it weren't for his protective facemask causing it to just leave a gross trail on his visor.
In response, the soldier grabbed Stanley by his tongue and threw him away, causing him to hit the tower Bertram and Co. were watching within. He was able to prevent falling down by wrapping his prehensile tongue around one of the steel beams making up the tower, all the while Saffron helplessly watched.
"Stanley!" Bertram said in shock. "You alright?"
"Yeah," Stanley responded, retracting his tongue and holding on the beams with his hands. "What can we do now?"
"I don't know," Bertram replied. "We're clearly failing. All of us are far from Saffron, and the mortals are nearly about to contain her."
"Nnrrrghhh!" Stanley grunted in frustration. "Really?! There has to be something! Our entire lives are at stake here!"
"Let's just watch and see what we can do," Jonathan said. "At the very least, we can try and save Olivier."
"Right," Stanley resigned, before shouting out to their stranded frog compatriot. "OLIVIER! GET IN THE TOWER!"
"Okay!" Olivier complied, and soon he was moving along the wire to the tower the rest of the frog footmen were hiding in.
But he wasn't the only green thing moving along the wires. Leonardo was also inching along the wires he was holding to, desperate to catch Saffron before the soldiers did.
Unfortunately for him, the soldier had already severed the left end of the wires trapping Saffron, causing the rest of it to fall away. Leonardo held onto the cut cable, screaming as his back smashed into the steel bars of the second tower, his remaining foot electrocuted by the cut end. Sure enough, the pain was too much for him, and he fell to his doom - but in the time it took for him and the frogs to climb the towers in a race for Saffron, several more mortal soldiers had arrived to the place and set up a trampoline for him to land safely.
"Phew!" The goblin said in relief, only for that relief to disappear when he noticed all the soldiers surrounding him with angry and stern looks on their faces.
"Look, I know we both want the fairies, sooooo maybe we can work together…. right?" Leonardo was now sweating, a nervous smile on his face as he desperately tried to save himself among the soldiers.
Unfortunately for him, they weren't buying any of it. One soldier immediately pulled out his baton and immediately smashed his head with it, knocking him unconscious.
"You're coming with us," he coldly said.
From afar, the goblin forces looked in horror seeing the mortal forces apprehend their great commander Leonardo. "W-what do we do?!" One goblin said, panicking.
"Let's just get out of here," Edison replied. "Clearly they're too strong for us to handle. I hope Jack Frost isn't harsh on us for failing…"
And with that, the remainder of the goblin horde retreated, abandoning the site out of fear.
Meanwhile, the remainder of the cable was severed, and Saffron was now in the soldier's hands entirely. She looked at him, annoyed - but she wasn't going to fight back yet.
"Sir, we have fully captured the Yellow fairy," the soldier spoke into his Walkie-talkie.
"Excellent job," Lieutenant Price commended. "Our job is done. Now we'll head back to base."
"No!" Jonathan cried out in anguish, seeing the soldiers on ground getting back in humvees, their mission accomplished. "We've failed…"
Saffron heard Jonathan's grief, and looked at her new captors with a newfound fury. "I have to do something!" She thought.
And she needed to do it fast, since the helicopter was flying away from the scene and the frogs.
"Hey, soldier," she called to the mortal soldier who captured him. "You mind getting me out of these wires?"
"And why would we do that?" The soldier responded.
"Because, if you're going to capture all of us, then you'd want to keep us in good condition, right?"
"Well…" the soldier thought, "I'm pretty sure this is a ploy to get me to set you free. So no."
"Oh dear," Saffron grumbled in response. "You leave me with no other choice."
Without warning, Saffron fired a blinding flash at the soldier, catching him off-guard and stunning him. He lost grip on his L22A2 rifle trying to recover from the flash, and in that moment, the Yellow fairy managed to wriggle her other arm free and cut the tangling wire up, breaking herself free on her own.
"Finally!" She thought, exhilarated. "I'm free! Now it's time to make it back to the frogs."
After taking some more time to stretch her limbs, Saffron used her wings to fly off the table she was being held in and out of the helicopter entirely, heading back to the transmission towers where the frog footmen were stationed.
When the soldier recovered fully, he was met with a truly shocking sight. The transmission cable was now completely broken, and the yellow fairy was nowhere to be seen.
"Fucking dammit!" He screamed in frustration, before radioing into his Walkie-talkie. "Price, we've got bad news."
"What's wrong?"
"That yellow bugger just blinded me and cut herself free!" The soldier answered, deeply annoyed. This news even got the attention of the helicopter's pilot, who responded with a shocked "what?!" in the cockpit.
"What the fuck?!" was John's shocked reaction to the news. "Shit, shit, shit, shit! Where is she?"
"I think she's flying to the towers again," the soldier looked out of the helicopter windows, seeing a sparkle of yellow dust that got smaller and smaller.
"…forget it," John said, dejected. "It's not worth going back to the area. Especially if we're going to have to fight those French sycophants and the goblins again. We'd probably have better luck with the goblins since we arrested what is supposed to be their leader, but other than that, they're nothing more than a nuisance."
"Fair enough."
"We'll talk more once all of us are back to base," John said before ending the chat.
Meanwhile, back at the transmission towers, the frog footmen were overjoyed to see Saffron flying to them, freed from her wires.
"Yeah!" Stanley cheered. "I always knew you could do it!"
"That's interesting," Jonathan remarked. "She's more adapted to this situation than we thought."
"Well, since you guys were having trouble with the mortals and goblins, I felt I could aid you," Saffron said, an annoyed look on her face as she folded her arms. "There's two enemies on your tail, so we need to work together if we're going to get back to Fairyland."
"Understandable," Ulysses said. "Why are you angry with us, though?"
"Because you need to stop treating me and my friends like helpless damsels," she replied. "This clearly isn't some hero fantasy for you frogs to indulge in."
"Listen, we apologise if we mistreated you," Bertram said in response. "We're doing our best here, and our only intention is to make sure you return to Fairyland safe and sound before any further danger arrives."
"Apology accepted," Saffron replied. "Speaking of which, have you made any progress in rescuing the others?"
"Yes," Bertram answered. "Your leader Ruby was already trapped in the pot when we discovered it, and a few days earlier we also rescued Amber."
"Well that's good to know," Saffron replied. "Now has anything happened to fairyland?"
"Well, when you were exiled, the whole world ended up turning cold and grey. Any attempt to bring you back individually would result in you fading away," Bertram continued. "Thus leaving us entirely defenceless for when Jack Frost comes to invade."
"Oh dear," Saffron grumbled in response. "We have to do this quickly! Can I help you out?"
"For your own safety, no," Ulysses answered. "The fairies we've saved are residing in the pot, guarded by four of our kind in case any mortals or goblins attack the pot. By having you accompany us in your rescue, we risk having you captured or killed."
"Fair enough," Saffron reacted, shrugging. "Now let's get back to our pot before they return."
"I suppose so," Bertram replied.
The frogs then hastily went down the transmission tower, with Saffron using her magic to save them whenever one of them (mostly Olivier or Jonathan) misstepped or slipped off the bars. Eventually, they made it to the ground safely, and, having learned from their mistakes last time, decided to play it safe and go by foot to the pot. Once again, Saffron was able to carry the frogs with her magic, and Bertram told her the direction to the pot, making the journey much more smooth once again.
The frogs had rescued the third of the seven Rainbow Fairies, and they managed to do it in spite of the mortal and goblin forces cornering them and nearly capturing the yellow Fairy. This clutch success ignited new hope within the frogs, as they now knew that they could score a victory against their enemies.