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Chapter 35
"Who are they?" Bridgette asked when the two unconscious men landed on the nest. The chicks became distressed with the loud noise it caused, while their parent bird flew away again. Bridgette and I don't know what to do, so we remained standing. "I think they are the Midayas people we heard from Henry Oclave's voice recordings. Their appearance matches his description of them." "I could see that," she admitted. "But still, what a coincidence! We were just listening about them, and now they're here?" I have to agree with her. It felt very weird of a coincidence, but nonetheless now here is the proof that Henry really did meet those supposedly extinct race of islanders. I studied them from where I was standing and noticed that they have darker skin than me or Bridgette, a common trait I t
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