Realizing that he can't understand them,
Saul ignores the chattering of the Cheyenne families and makes some quick adjustments to his blowpipe, fashioning a flute. He begins to play a soulful melody that somehow captures the essence of ancient forbidden temples of the Orient despite his never having been there.

The dragon that is Chhun writhes through strobes of lightning as the clouds lower even further and the screaming of the dying passengers heightens in volume in proportion to their dwindling numbers, and over all of it rides the ethereal sound of Saul's pipe. Despite his better judgment, Chhun is fascinated by this taste of home, and he circles lower to investigate. With a flash of lightning, Chhun alights on the deck by Saul, his shape slowly condensing back into human form. Saul leaps onto his back before the transformation is complete, and Chhun roars into the heavens again, lightning sparking from his whiskers. Just at that moment, two explosions of his cannon clearing a path on the deck,
Frank drops down from the coal car into the engine in the spot that Saul just vacated. He is followed a moment later by
Bonny, who gets the drop on him after detaching the coal car. As Frank is the only target she recognizes as a threat - the man with the big gun - Bonny sticks her gun into his back. The Cheyenne remain awestruck, their eyes on Saul in the sky, coal shovels handing loosely in their hands.
This train is mine! she thinks, triumphantly. And then the whistle blows...and blows. The three separate notes that form the whistle warble in pitch, and everybody realizes at about the same time that they are forming words, horrible, howling, deafening
words:
"....WIIIILL GIIIIIVE MEEEEE BAAAAAACK MYYYYY LAAAAAAAAB!"
The Cheyenne drop to their knees, clapping hands over their ears at the unbelievable cacophany, while Frank and Bonny are both deafened, their ears ringing. Even Saul, flying upwards on Chhun's back, is stunned by the enormous volume of a train whistle used as a speaking implement. Further, he realizes that there's only one person who could possibly even imagine using something like a train whistle for replicating human speech: the Wizard himself....!
Saul: 4 gum
Bonny: 4 gum
Frank: 7 gum