John heard the footsteps, it was different from the footsteps of the deep settlements, it was difficult to tell the difference, but it was possible to recognize, and it was clear that it was a shaking from the sound of voices, John was clear. In addition to the half-murloc beasts, he heard that a third person had brought them. So John heard the story from the other side and asked what he wanted to know.
However, there was no reaction, even though there was no sign of the owner of the fish and there was no friendly feeling.
If your intentions are really good, how can the answer be "no"? John believed that a person should have hope, but he tried to explain it, but others did not hear it, the reason was simple and unknown.
And John said it out loud.
Hello! Can you hear me? Does it make a sound when you hear it?
When John spoke in an almost broken voice, Myrna, who was next to him, suddenly put her hands over her ears and pressed them hard against the sound.
Be sure to listen to it. John knew better. If you don't have an answer at this point, it's either a mysterious person with malicious intent or a difficult person to talk to.
But even though he still hoped that his ears were not too sharp, when he got there, Yahya didn't believe anymore.
Veroni's acting was not very good; he laughed as he heard approaching footsteps, but it wasn't a happy or redemptive laugh.
It was a voice filled with madness and evil, and it was difficult for Yahya to understand that it came from a human.
John thought it best to send Veronie to the doctor by the time he got back.
But John was never sure that he would recover.
If John knew that the ocean here is a breeding ground for dangerous animals that people don't understand, he probably wouldn't think of going back.
Imagine what it's like to live on this small island.
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