LEELA: It is a story my people would tell, of Leela, a brave warrior. I was named after her. She travelled throughout the land with four of her fellow Sevateem. One night, as they set up camp on one of the northern plains, they found themselves surrounded. It was an ambush. One hundred Tesh, armed with spears and knives and swords. But the Tesh were no match for the cunning and the bravery of Leela and her friends. By sunrise, a hundred Tesh were dead and dying, and not so much as a scratch on any of the Sevateem.

NARVIN: That sounds like a legend, Leela. A myth. This is reality.

LEELA: If it is a myth, its lesson is simple - never underestimate a Leela of the Sevateem.

NARVIN: It’s a lesson I’ve learnt on more than one occasion.