Hahli returns to the crossroads in Mata Nui’s interior. Heading down the path that had been previously blocked by a waterfall, she notices that a makeshift log bridge has been placed across the chasm. Hahli crosses the bridge and enters Po-Wahi. From the path, Hahli can see a large structure out in the dunes and a small hut with a pen of Rahi, but she does not stop to investigate. As she gets closer to the gate’s entrance, she can see two Po-Matoran working on statues of giant heads. One of the Matoran pauses to talk to Hahli.

“Ho ho, what is this?” he asks. “A fan? I am not signing autographs today, sorry!”

“Who are you?” Hahli asks.

“What?” he exclaims. “Surely you know the master carver Hafu when you see him?”

The two Matoran say goodbye to one another. The other Po-Matoran greets Hahli more cheerfully.

“Hello, Ga-Matoran!” he says.

“Who are you?” Hahli asks.

“I am Kamen, the Stonemason,” he replies. “I am constantly taking care of the sculptures, so that they do not Disintegrate!”

“Disintegrate?” she repeats.

“Time and weather take their toll on our great works, wearing them down into dust. The enemy of Creation is Disintegration!” he answers.

Hahli and Kamen exchange goodbyes before the Ga-Matoran approaches the gates of Po-Koro, guarded by two Po-Matoran.

“Halt!” they command.

However, the guards, who introduce themselves as Ally and Piatra, let Hahli pass.

Hahli enters the village near the south end of the Po-Koro Town Square. She heads towards the largest of the stone huts and enters it. Once inside, a tall figure turns to greet her.

“Welcome to Po-Koro, Hahli!” he says. “I’ve heard that Turaga Nokama chose you to be her Champion. You will find Hewkii and Hafu to be a great challenge; they have already beaten several other teams. I look forward to the match.”

“Who are you?” Hahli asks.

“I am Onewa, Turaga of Po-Koro,” he replies.

“Po-Koro?” she asks.

“Po-Koro, city of sand and rock, home of stonewrights and master carvers!” Onewa explains proudly. “Every etching and relief, every carven symbol, a tribute to Mata Nui, Toa Pohatu, and the Principle by which we live.”

“Principle?” Hahli enquires.

“Bour, the Bricklayer, and Gadjati, the Hewer, contemplate often on what it means to be Po-Matoran. They can tell you more,” Onewa offers.

“Goodbye,” Hahli says.

“Good luck,” Onewa tells her, returning to his quiet contemplation.

As she is leaving Onewa’s hut, Hahli notices a Matoran standing in the doorway of the Po-Koro Kolhii Field. She approaches him and the Po-Matoran turns to speak to her.

“Hello! Fancy meeting a Ga-Matoran here,” he remarks. “Are you in town for the match?”

“Who are you?” Hahli asks.

“I am Gadjati the Hewer,” he says. “I cut the quarry-stone that we use to build and to carve into sculptures. It takes many Po-Matoran to make a great sculpture! United, we fulfill our Destiny!”

“Sculpture?” she enquires.

“Mata Nui taught the Po-Matoran the Virtues of Unity and Destiny, and from them we learned the Principle!” explains Gadjati. “Speak to Bour the Brick-layer if you wish to know more of it. He is wise.”

After the Matoran part ways, Hahli enters a nearby hut. Inside, the Po-Matoran Hewkii is doing stretching exercises. He is surrounded by various trophies and a stuffed doll that bears a remarkable resemblance to Macku.

“Hello, Hahli!” he pauses to greet her. “It is good to see you again! I am getting ready for the championship.”

“Championship?” she asks.

“Well, we’ve beaten all the other teams,” states Hewkii. “We’re going to be one of the three that get to go to Ta-Koro for the championship! If you beat us, you might be one, too!”

“Goodbye,” Hahli says.

“Say hello to Macku for me!” Hewkii adds as he resumes his exercises.

Before Hahli leaves the hut, she notices a small object on the floor. Discovering it to be the Charm of Creation, she places it in her satchel.

Back outside, Hahli approaches the Po-Matoran walking around in the northern end of the town square.

“Excuse me, I’m terribly busy,” he says.

“Who are you?” Hahli asks.

“I am Epena, the Quarry Master,” he replies.

The two Matoran say goodbye to one another before Hahli heads toward the south part of the square. Three Matoran are walking around purposefully. Both Kivi the Hewer and Pekka the Carpenter claim to be too busy to talk, but the third pauses to talk to Hahli.

“A Ga-Matoran? Hello, and welcome!” he says.

“Who are you?” Hahli asks.

“I am Bour the Brick-layer,” he replies. “I lay the foundations upon which our sculptures are built. Every Matoran in Po-Koro creates great works! Creation is our life!”

“Creation?” she enquires.

“Creation is the Principle of Po-Koro,” Bour explains. “By combining the Virtues taught us by Mata Nui, we have become skilled in it!”

Bour and Hahli exchange goodbyes before Hahli enters a small hut near the town’s gates. Inside, a Po-Matoran Trader named Ahkmou is selling his wares.

Deciding to investigate the hut on the outskirts of Po-Koro, Hahli leaves the village and walks down the path until she reaches it. Once inside, a Po-Matoran turns to speak to her.

“Hello, stranger,” he says. “What brings you out to the Dunes?”

“Who are you?” Hahli asks.

“I am Golyo the Mahi-herder,” he states.

“Mahi?” she asks.

“I spend a lot of time in the Dunes, herding the Mahi,” Golyo explains. “It gives me time to think about Strategy.”

“Strategy?” Hahli repeats.

“The Principle we live by in Po-Koro teaches us Strategy,” Golyo says. “It is why we are so good at kolhii, and why our sculptures are so well made. Herding Mahi is a great way to learn Strategy. I can show you, if you like!”

“I would like to train,” Hahli requests.

“Okay. Get ready, here they come!” Golyo exclaims.

Outside, Hahli must catch Mahi as they attempt to run by her. At first, there are only a few that move slowly and come sporadically. Soon, several Mahi are running quickly at once towards her, but she manages to catch them each time.

Thanking Golyo, Hahli turns to leave. However, she notices a small object on the floor of his hut. Discovering it to be the Charm of Strategy, she places it in her satchel.

Hahli returns to Po-Koro and enters Onewa’s hut once more.

“I am ready to face the team from Po-Koro,” she tells him.

“So it shall be!” Onewa exclaims. “Go to the kolhii field and I will call on my players.”

Hahli arrives at the Po-Koro Kolhii Field, the entrance to which is located near Hewkii’s hut. There, she challenges the Po-Koro Kolhii Team. She and Macku are victorious.

After the match, Hahli hears the Po-Matoran congratulating her and commenting on the match:

“Pohatu’s Kakama! I can’t believe we lost!” many exclaim.

“That was an amazing game, Hahli!” Hewkii congratulates. “I shall have to practice hard for the championship!”

“Unfair! Impossible! Unbelievable! It was Hewkii’s fault!” Hafu says bitterly.

“You did it! Congratulations, Hahli! I bet Hewkii is surprised,” Golyo tells Hahli in private.

“A remarkable victory, Hahli,” Onewa says graciously. “Hewkii was well known as the best kolhii player in all of Mata Nui, and you have beaten him. Toa Pohatu and all of Po-Koro are amazed!”

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