Mila spoke in her own language. Her tone sounded tense and tired.
"Mila dumi zel, mila naka seda gali mila, zel seda nari, mila kavexi luna, mila kaqu gali luna." (That is racist.
We cannot just generalize a whole species because of the act of one group, and I am tired of living here all the time.
I am sure he comes from outside.)
Another voice answered her, firm and wary.
"Mila zel, mila karano seda, milu naka luna seda rano."
(That is why we must be more wary; there should be no one that can enter or leave the area.)
While he listened to the unknown language, Alex started to analyze the feline people one by one.
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Name: ???????
Power Level: 4.5
Life Force: -1/0
Abilities: ???
(Target was feeling expectation, hope, and wariness)
***
He saw mixed emotions in them. Some showed hope.
Others were full of fear. What shocked him most was the life force value.
Their life force showed as a negative number.
'Vesa, are they undead?'
