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Two days had passed by, and the Thregonad people were totally at peace. No pirates, who always robbed them of their food and other property and, so far, no wolves and Centaurs have been running around to harm them.
But such peacefulness was disturbed when they heard the whirling sounds of helicopter rotors rounding around their Village’s air space dominion. That was around six o’clock in the evening.
“What is that?” Shelyca asked Dareon as she walked outside of their big hovel.
Dareon followed her outside and looked-up at the sky. There he saw three helicopters flying around. Dareon strengthened his sense of hearing so that he could hear voices inside the helicopter if ever there were.
From the helicopter, Dareon could clearly hear voices.
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