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A small gathering of the planet’s natives were standing there. They were a mousy looking species clad in robes. There were two factions of them; a group wearing blue robes, and a group wearing brown robes.

For whatever reason, it seemed like the ones wearing blue were equipped with beam guns, and they were chasing after the ones in brown.

• Save the ones in brown → 24
• Don’t save them, leave → 35