by Max Barry

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Region: Edmundian Empire

(CRAB Arc - For context, the Brasilistani animal rescue activists have just arrived at the village of the ancient indigenous Jaguar tribe.)

The Dogetopian Trading Post wrote:

After what seemed like an eternity of trudging through the humid, insect-filled jungle, the party came into a massive clearing.

In this clearing were remnants of what appeared to be an ancient civilization. Cracked paved roads were visible, and a huge stone temple towered above the clearing, overgrown with vines and weeds. Other impressive buildings included what looked like a broken down palace far in the distant end of the clearing.

Living in this area were the Jaguar tribe, who, understandably, were surprised to see the visitors. They gathered their weapons hurriedly, but stopped when Isabella removed her quarantine helmet to let them see her face.

The man who looked like the leader of the tribe barked questions, and Isabella answered back in his language. Then, she turned to the group.

“Eles estão nos deixando ficar. Precisamos levar os animais para seus currais e localizá-los. Enquanto você faz isso, falarei com o chefe.”

(“They're letting us stay. We need to take the animals to their animal pens and get them situated. While you do that, i'll talk with the chief.”)

The Rhedian spoiled brat cautiously backed away, then raced behind the temple. She pulled out a little radio and started to contact the Rhedian military.

“I have procured a good amount of animal test subjects. All you need to do is visit these locations and kill these weak animal activists and tribal people. It will be easy!”

Once they come to a stop, Callie puts down the crocodile tank, and places her hands on her knees as she tries to catch her breath. Wrapped in her hazmat suit, she feels as though she is being baked alive in the tropical heat. Her head is pounding, and pain is shooting through every limb.

“Quando podemos tirar os capacetes? Eu preciso de água!”

[When can we take off our helmets? I need water!]

Turning around, she catches a glimpse of the magnificent structure before her, the spires bathed in the rays of the rapidly-retreating sun. She knew of the Jaguars before, but this is the first time she has entered their home, their domain.

Callie could stand here for hours, taking in the majestic view of the ancient ruins set against the rugged wilderness. But, she has a job to do. The animals need her, now more than ever. As far as she can tell from the updates on her phone, the Rhedians certainly aren’t pausing to admire the view, either. Quickly, she gets back to work, helping the other volunteers move the animals into their new enclosures.

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