[narrating] It was ten years ago almost to the day. The battle to end all battles. Good versus evil. Sky Knights versus Cyclonia. Lightning Strike, glorious Sky Knight of the Storm Hawks, would lead the charge. With Atmos united behind him, he knew he could not fail. Then, his own co-pilot betrayed him. The Storm Hawks and the Condor were destroyed. The alliance quickly crumbled. Cyclonia won. The traitor was rewarded. Soon, he would be known across Atmos as the "Dark Ace". With the Storm Hawks and the Condor gone, all hope was lost... until now.
[We see Aerrow running up a hill. The three guardians are watching from a distance]
Well, I made a few upgrades. Tripped the power of the blaster array, added an omnidirectional tiller, improved the autopilot, and... installed cup holders.
[seemingly worried] And spend the rest of my life cooped up in a tiny ship, flying from terra to terra in a constant onslaught of deadly adventures? [serious] Oh yeah, I'm in.
