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Within the space of a few minutes, what we first saw as an

ancient, peaceful, beautiful jungle turned into the blazing depths
of hell. Flames as tall as men licked the very tips of the Tautral
leaves. The crackling sounds of the forest on fire only broken by
the screams of the Navi people fleeing there once great home
which is now being destroyed by the aliens with their crude and
evil machines.
Out of the smoke steps the tall blue form of Neytiri. As she
staggers over to the fallen body of her proud father we can only
make one thing she says: Sempul. Father. She kneels by him
and amidst the roar of the fire she can hear the soft and steady
breathing of Eytukan. The falling ash is as if snow is falling upon
them on them during the great chiefs last moments of life. Slowly,
a perfect drop of water falls from her eyes as she realizes that this
is the end or rather a new beginning. Change is afoot. Neytiri
clutches her fathers bow knowing it will be the last thing she has
to remind her of her father. Peacefully amidst the chaos Eytukan
welcome ewya. His soul leaves and his body stays. Neytiri sits
beneath eyaye to say her last goodbyes before fleeing into the
dense jungle to leave the burning mess behind her