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“Your project is already a success. I am proud of you, figuring
out how to solve this ecological problem,” Bardala told her little
sister.
“But, one day they will be grown up and become huge
problems for someone,” said Kuó. “I just hope it’s not me they try
to eat.”
“We put them on this island so they could grow up without
man around,” Tital explained. “However, when you grow up you
could come over here and hunt these beasts for food. Raptorroast is pretty tasty, really.”
“I would be too scared to do any hunting. The Gigantoraptors have wicked beaks, and sharp teeth, and are always hungry.
I wouldn’t make one good bite for any of them.” Lena said,
shaking her head from side to side.
“We are going to teach all the women and young girls how to
use these longbows and crossbows. Once you have learned how
to protect yourself,” Tital said, holding up his longbow, “you will
have the confidence to go with the men on a hunt. Everyone has
to learn how to hunt while on this planet.”
“While we sail back to Kaóc Island, we can practice your
archery on the boat. It will be fun. You’re learning how to ride a
horse, and now that you will be living next to the ocean, you
need to learn how to swim also,” Jonathan said.
“I need to learn how to swim, especially if I take men on the
ocean to fish.” Ronú chimed in.
“Everyone, I want to get a picture of all of us,” Viviana said,
setting up her camera for a group portrait. She gathered the
crew in position, set the camera on a rock, pointed at them, set
the auto-timer on the camera, and ran to join them in time to be
in the photo. CLICK went the camera, and it was done.