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On Faras Star Zax could not sense mist or soul fluctuations, but he could hear the wind as expert tore through it. ‘Thirteen’. He counted the incomers before they appeared in his line of sight. Seven of them looked like normal humans while six were in humanoid form all together they were eight women and five men, showing up from different directions. “Oh?” A red skinned, bald, horned woman with tiger’s limbs, human torso and loins was the last to arrive but the first to make a sound upon this initial convergence of participants in the Mystery of the Indigenous. “You are…” Her black pupils turned to a pair of slits and her voice became low as if the words felt weighty in her mouth. “Vindictive!” Her little comment instantly stirred the other twelve inwardly. They took a second look at Z