"GOBLINS could be here" he thought, "I've never been in this neighborhood before. There could be GOBLINS anywhere." The cool wind felt good against his armored chest. "I HATE GOBLINS" he thought. Invisible by Duran Duran reverberated his entire Mount Imagine, making it pulsate even as the 9 Focus potions circulated through his powerful thick veins and washed away his (merited) fear of demi-humans after dark. "With an Air Rider, you can go anywhere you want" he said to himself, out loud.