“Hey Valleysing, why do we have all this stuff? Like the jetbikes, the missiles, bombs, and whatnot.” The question was felt rather than heard, and similarly the response I got was felt rather than heard. Because we are the military. It was a scary thought. Somehow one of the foundations of society had been made…outcast? In a way I could see that it was evil to destroy a necessary evil. Who would deprive their warriors of the honor they deserve; or the people their protection? Though it was a little hard to grasp, the evil he saw made me furious. After all, cheetahmen were beautiful and strong, simultaneously protecting both one of god’s majestic creatures and the people of Andaron. Somehow he regained self control and nearly hit the dirt. There was a wraith like screaming in his head that would not stop. The girl with a million teeth screamed alongside him in dismay. I flew faster and faster until I escaped her sight. It receded as I put more distance between myself and Valleysing. The girl with a million teeth seemed to be connected with Valleysing, though I didn’t understand how. After all, spirits were not meant to have connections with living things. I tested out the bike a bit. It was fast and could steer, but in nature was cantankerous as I could not flip or spin. Looking on the highway that stretched before me I noticed a black speck. This soon became a sort of car which apparently hovered. Thinking it was a weapon from the Chinese I fired a missile at it. Speeding as we were, I did not notice what happened, but I do not think I won.