I went on a hike looking for wildlife. A guide for Yolkentev brought up the locals. The locals are unaware of the political status of the planet. They speak Yolken, the oldies language in the galaxy.
Yolkens discovered Fragna 250,000 years. Fragna was more unstable back then. Vaporized any person that touched it. Eventually, the locals knew how to control it. They used Fragna on everything. The best invention they ever made were wings, able to meet the standards of Kuths. Crossbows had regenerating Fragna arrows.
I have to be aware of what is going on. I saw a Thurlo on a leash. I stabbed it in the head. I looked at the wood block the lease was tied on.
PROPERTY OF YOLKEN
" Crap! ", I muttered.
" Rutto! ", A Yolken yelled.
I dashed and used my crescent move on that local. It was too late already. An army of Yolkens on wings flew to me.
I used my Kuth wings to fly up. I dodged all the arrows coming my way. Some of the Yolkens had straight up Fragna-Guns. " Hutter Ig! ", one of the Yolkens yelled.
I decapitated that Yolken with my wing. I used fire breath to burn 12 soldiers. " Frogut! ", One of the Yolkens yelled. All of them retreated to their village.
I plucked out a couple of arrows that managed to hit me. Didn't even feel a pinch. I started to head back to the camp to check up on Cabiov and Xuro.