_Down the wind at Anda-Ke--there is trouble. There we meet the stupid Grimnal. There the challenging, groveling Grimnal. He will plead for his wives and children. And, as proper Kali seamen. We will keep them soft and happy. After, we send their men away, Under the hungry gray-green water: Under the wind as we ride the wind down, down the wind to victory._ And here he still was, trying to show some life-loving, song-singing, battle-mad, contrary-thinking, conceived of leather and salt spray, five-foot humanoids how to fight a sea war. And that was really quite a joke. The Kali and the Grimnal had been at this for a hundred years, and doing quite well. They were in no danger of getting overpopulated for one thing, and had evolved a dual power political system over the entire planet before the invention of an explosive. But now, being newly discovered by bigger and better dual powers, they were being shown how to fight in a bigger and better way. Only the Grimnal seemed to be learning, however. Oh, the Kali listened, and even followed directions, but they seemed incapable of understanding that slamming two corvettes upwind into the guns of eight first-liners was simply not good military tactics. They had a game. Something like Tag in reverse. One man was It, and everyone on ship tried to catch him. He could go anywhere, do anything, even cut the rigging as long as it didn't endanger the ship. The more daring he was, the better. Ward had watched one make a hundred and fifty foot dive from a skysail yard with the ship making about twenty knots in a heavy sea. How do you go about explaining caution to a people like that? * * * * * But he had to. Somehow. Since the big boys had taken sides the Kali had been losing. Or, more accurately, Ward had been losing. _All the Gods are busy Beings. We know. But even They have noticed now_, Ward's wandering mind snapped back. This was a new verse. _And sent a sky man down to help us; Sent a Helper down to lead us. But the ways of Gods are strange. The Grimnal leaps from isle to island, While the Kali stand and watch him. While the Gods and Helpers falter. Ride the wind down, Kali brothers. At Anda-Ke we stand the test._