The Monkey and the Lioness IV Do-Remy and I worked together for ten years. It changed my whole life – and the way I used to look at the world. The life of a Leeven is quite the opposite of the Apex one. They hate collectivism, but love their family; they don’t go to war, because they search for more intelligent ways to injure their enemies; they never heard of an institution like police or military, and the concept of state is underdeveloped. I think there is no race in the universe which is as anarchic and free as the Leeven, without falling to the primitive chaos of the Floran. I don’t know what it is, but deep in their soul, they despise everything which could lead to a ‘monarchy’ and as such, the Leeven are very sceptical when it comes to authority. Even their Manes and Consuls rule through their prestige, money and deeds, not through violence. Maybe we misjudged this race entirely, because we only saw the surface: the greedy face of the pixel-grabbing Leeven. You may not trust my words; you may say that the influence of a Leeven may have changed me too much. But the day, that one day when Remy and I were travelling on a Jungle planet to sell some Erchius to a factory, made it clear to me. A group of bandits lied in wait for us, and attacked the caravan before we could react. It was Remy who fought like a true Lioness to protect me and the other merchants. She died there, deep in the forests, in the rain and mud of that cursed day. Because I was part of the pride; and prey isn’t worth anyhing without the pride. A Leeven can be your worst enemy, but he may be also your most loyal friend. I’m going to return to my people. The Leeven have learned what Individualism, Freedom and Sacrifice means. And I hope that the Resistance may benefit from my experiences. When I returned to the trade post to contact a Leeven to tell Remy’s family what happened, he told me, that it wasn’t the first time that Lonesome Leeven and Apex rebels teamed up. I, for one, hope that it wasn’t the last time.