My Valby and Enzo were besides themselves today. My Valby was so mad! And Enzo was so gutted it was like he was in shock. My Valby knew all the other Descendants were grieving too and general troop morale is low. What's the point of fighting the tyranny of Karel when an equally oppressive faction stabs them in the back? My Valby just wants to scream and wonders why the tyrannical Albion cafeteria lunch ladies moved Taco Tuesday to Wednesday. It doesn't even make sense.