When humanity is threatened only the super powered might of the Toronto Maple Leafs can be counted on to save the day. As the days start to get longer the Maple Leafs start to focus on their true goal. The only thing that can get in their way is themselves.

Frederik Andersen pulls the shattered pieces of his astral form back together. Scattering himself across the cosmos had saved his life, but the Toronto Maple Leafs chief mage almost wishes he hadn’t bothered. It feels like a century passes before he can find his left pinky finger and that’s the easier of the two. His toes thankfully coagulated into a lump near by.

The process doesn’t get easier, in fact the disparate parts seem almost to slow him down as they drag behind his thoughts. Freddy looks back on the lessons he has learned throughout his current predicament. There is always a lesson. Sometimes the lesson is simply to remember his humanity, his mortality. It is as important to be humble as it is to be bold and confident. Freddy believes himself to be among the greatest mages on the earth. He knows he is starting to convince others as well. That does not mean anything ought to be taken as given. True greatness is within each breath. The opportunity to grow his legend is secondary to his service to his brother Maple Leafs. He is the line of defence against those magics that mundane technology cannot compete with. The powers of his teammates are great, but without the magic that Freddy can deliver they have very little chance against the evil set against them. That is why he stubbornly pulls himself back together, piece by far flung piece.