In the thick of the warIt seemed like a long year after what happened on Rabory when attacking machines reappeared. More people were coming than ever, and for some reason we felt they wanted to land on our planet. Our XP12 boats quickly thinned out their endless rows. We didn't have enough pilots to have all the machines out at once because we were forced to rest our bodies every three days. This was taken advantage of. They seemed to know more about us than before. At the end of one of my hard days, I got an explanation.
Wailth and I destroyed their ships so that sometimes we could feel the terror of their pilots, even though they could not send feelings and pictures. Yet we felt it as we approached a larger hunter launched from their smaller planes. We had also repainted our machine so
