"The Daligig were bad. They hurt me until I told them I wouldn't cooperate unless they stopped. They were afraid of getting in trouble with the people higher up than them, the generals, for how they were treating me, so they tried to work with me and let me help them with my 'Bending."

He shakes his head.

"But the reason they're like that is because they're desperate. The Ohm are worse. They're giant bugs, and there's all different kinds that can do all different things. And they destroy everything. Buildings, people, trees, everything. Or they change things somehow, things that are supposed to be. They mostly had me fight when they were doing the open attacks though. I wouldn't kill--I--I don't kill. But I could hurt them, and mostly I changed the terrain so the Daligig and the armies of the worlds' being attaacked could fight them better. I made barricades, and moats that they filled with weapons that made lights and fire."

He wouldn't kill, but he had fought in a war before this. He hadn't stopped other soldiers from doing it, and had helped them fight. The same had gone for the fight against the Ohm.

"They don't talk, and no one knows if they even think. They come to worlds in swarms that spread over every land there is. They can't be stopped--all that can be done is holding them back and trying to evacuate as many people as possible to save them, and get them onto the skyships so they can go through the the big spirit-gates to other worlds."

Still looking at the arrow tattoo at his hand, and clutching his staff tightly, he says, "They--they eat people. They eat the dead."