The Kitin war was a time of chaos and devastation, but also a time of solidarity between homins and, more surprisingly, between the disciples of Ma-Duk and Jena. The Karavan, who once jealously scolded us for our love of the Kamis, now stood by us during our terrible trials through the killing fields of war. If only the Kamis and the Karavan could come together as they often did during the fight against the common enemy, what harmony it would bring to the world!

    I was in a group led by my grandmother in that terrible year of the Great Swarming. We were fleeing the Kitin armies when we came face to face with a group of three Kitin scouts who blocked our path. The Karavan Guardians who were conducting us to the rainbow struggled to protect us and we were being pushed back towards the main pack...

    But then there appeared a Kami who cast a spell of distraction to divert the monsters from the Karavan Guardians, allowing them to get a clear shot at the creatures. Together they got the better of the monsters, but the main pack of the legion was already in sight and moving in fast!

    We huddled together off the track in the thick jungle vegetation as the three Guardians provoked the Kitins to avoid us being attacked. They lured them towards the precipice of the cliff a short distance beyond. This was a clever ploy, for the Kamis had projected a mirage that bridged the ravine. As the Kitins were practically on them, at the last instant the Karavan Guardians teleported back to us and we watched the whole Kitin army topple to oblivion over the cliff as do sometimes capryni in the fog.