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Hi Producer (正好遇见你) Infodump

Disclaimer: I have no idea about the accuracy of the information shared in the drama, I'm merely transcribing for future reference purposes. Proceed with caution!

Ep 26-27: Stage Costumes and Props

Stage outfits worn when performing Chinese traditional operas, since the Song and Yuan dynasties, a fixed pattern has been established gradually. Characters with different titles, social statuses, and personalities dress up differently so the audience can tell the disparities. Thus, there's a saying in the industry that a torn costume is better than the wrong costume. Following the rapid development of Chinese traditional operas during the Ming dynasty, the quality of headgear, costumes, and boots were improved considerably. Their design focused more on elegance and luxury.

Production of Suzhou stage costumes and props took off during the middle of the Ming dynasty. They're closely related to the development of Kunqu opera.

Designs, also known as outlines- In response to the different characters, various costume designs will be made. Dragons and phoenixes, flowers, Ruyi pattern, flowing pattern, and so on are commonly seen in such costumes.

Stitching, a process to create holes on the paper sample according to the design, to ease the foundation process.

Foundation process, a process where the foundation is applied on the fabric that they're going to embroider on through the holes.

Embroidering, a sewing process that uses threads of different colors. For stage costumes, the dazzling gold and silver threads are commonly used.

Flattening, a process where you apply glue evenly onto the fabric with a glue knife to flatten the embroidered patches evenly.

Cutting, a process where you cut the entire fabric and embroidered patches into desired sizes.

Completing, a process where you employ all kinds of sewing and gluing techniques to complete the costume.

Currently, all the stage costumes and props include headgear, boots, weapons, accessories, and headwear. These six main types cover over 1,000 kinds.

It's a shame that most of the crafts have gone extinct but as much as possible textual research of stage costumes is done, such as visiting museums in many cities to observe the preserved stage costumes in hopes of replicating something up to the standards of which of the Qing dynasty. That's a difficult task as the exquisite and luxurious stage costumes back then were produced by imperial craftsmen.

This episode truly felt like the epitome ofYu Zheng going Nudge, nudge, aren't I the most awesome costume drama producer? especially with the characters saying stuff like this lol🤭

Right now, there are stage prop and costume factories that take custom orders from film production crews. Celebrities may visit for personal requirements and many others out of admiration. To preserve texture and quality, outfits are made by hand for most parts. They have warehouses for costume design manuscripts. Best attempts are made to replicate the stage costumes of the past within reason such copper jewelry plated with silver as it costs too much if made with silver entirely. And handicrafts like velvet flowers take up a long time and has high labor costs. So most costume drama crews prefer a cheaper option like beaded flowers.

When an actor appears on the stage with these outfits on, the audience will know the title and the personality at first glance. It's completely different from some modern TV series. They don't dress in accordance with dynasties or characters. A random and wrong costume may look fashionable, but it won't fit the character and the plot itself. And overdoing the designs brings underwhelming results as when you are performing wearing them, overtly vibrant and exquisite designs will steal the spotlight from you. It's not the glorious look that decides its value. Anyway, we don't understand them.

I liked the following part a lot tho, it felt quite reasonable and moving. Especially as someone with 2x as my NORMAL watching speed, I know I still care for the meta details and the reason I watch fast is not because I don't care for the effort and research that went into a production.

Next year, online video platforms will launch a 4X speed function for all TV dramas. One might think that no one will be interested in Chinese operas is they've never spent time in a traditional Chinese theater before. There are rarely fans of Chinese opera nowadays.

It takes tens of procedures to making a stage costume. We need to focus on every single detail and can't rush things. But people are always in a rush. Making props and costumes by hand isn't efficient, and there's little demand. Many people wonder if the younger generation is willing to pick up this craft? What if such an excellent craft does go extinct? People always say that productions like this are slow and can't adapt to the era of machine production.

Many adapted historical tales are quite interesting not just because it touches on people's sentimentality. If their sentimentality can be used advantageously, that means people are still reminiscing about the past. However, this method will come to an end one day as a show is just a show. It has no way to save all those crafts that are going to vanish soon. Even if all these crafts will disappear after a century, we still hope that people will know that we once spent half a day just to make a fold or spent one and a half years just so we could produce one piece of stage costume.

What do we call this? We call this a craft. We call this a legacy.

China is a country with a big population. As long as there's one person who likes traditional crafts and is willing to learn, the legacy won't disappear.

Rose-purple satin female Kao costume

Embroidered with phoenix and peony patterns in flat gold that was made during the Guangxu period of the Qing dynasty. Every detail has been carefully recorded so the future generation could refer to it. The Chinese opera industry is developing. There are many newly adapted versions of historical operas. When designing costumes, aesthetic standards of the younger audience and the requirements of various kinds of stages both are taken into consideration.

Cixi watching the opera

-Showcasing the contrast of costumes and performances of Southern and Northern operas

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Beijing silk figurines

To make these, one must know sculpting, painting, and design of outfits. Similar to stage costumes and props, it's a fusion of many traditional crafts. But not many are aware of this. Most in the field do this as a hobby because in China, people aren't aware that these are not the work of craftsmen, but artists.

It got the name because the whole figurine is made with premium silk cloth and silk gauze. Beijing silk figurines were invented back in the Tang dynasty in Northern Fujian, when people used paper to make animal dolls. The craft continued to develop until the Song dynasty. People started using silk to make human figurines.

More Misc. Crafts

Featured in the timestamped vid below such as:

Sandpainting, Suzhou Embroidery, Hokkien Lacquer Thread Sculptures

Many consider that sand animation originated in Hungary. Although Ferenc Cako did turn sand animation into a modern performance, traditional sand animation originated in China. During the Song Dynasty, there were stories of people writing on sand and so on.

Suzhou embroidery is one of the Four Great Embroideries of China along with Hunan's Xiang embroidery, Guangdong's Yue embroidery, and Sichuan's Shu embroidery. The Suzhou embroidery is detailed and subtle. In May 2006, it was listed as a national intangible cultural heritage.

Lacquer thread sculpture originated in Quanzhou of Fujian. It has existed for over 1400 years. The craftsmen must use the fine thread of lacquer and specialized techniques to create these resplendent patterns. Every piece is one of a kind.

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Making Liuli Glass

The ancient process of making colored glaze was very complex. The colored glaze was born in the fire and drowned in water. It takes dozens of processes to complete such as: detailing the wax pattern, casting the plaster mold, coloring, firing in the kiln.

Normally, steps involved in the making of colored glazed are designing, making of silica gel mold, making and detailing of wax patterns, the making of plaster molds, and being fired in a kiln, removing the plaster mold, sanding, and polishing.

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Timestamped Documentary segments:

Props and Costumes Craft

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Of Traditional Opera Theatre

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Indivisible: Dhar Reincarnated

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Breakfast was being prepared by the chefs and Zebei,”Kushi? Can you go get Dhar?” The archer requested. The girl nodded then left the kitchen. She walks through the quiet halls while greeting or saying morning to the monks that she went past. Once Kushi made it to the room, she knocked on the door and called out Dhar’s name.

... A few seconds in and no response from the swordsman. “Dhar?” ... Nothing. With a sigh, she grabbed the doorknob, turned it, and opened the door as she peeks in. Oddly, she doesn’t see the silver-haired man in dark, torn clothing. “Where did he go?” Kushi pondered. She walks off to go look for Dhar within the big monastery.

She asked a few monks if any of them had seen him. Luckily, one actually did,”I think I saw your friend head into the art room. He probably noticed Sangmu doing her usual sand mandalas.” Kushi nodded,”Thank you, sir,” She said and headed off to go to the room where Dhar is in.

At the art room, Dhar was sitting across from a girl with dark hair, donned in a colorful dress. She was holding two small objects; a metal rod that she gently rubbed against a cone-like item(chak-pur), pouring out bits of sand so slowly to make intricate and beautiful patterns on the table. All the little details that Dhar saw left him amazed,”A... Am I okay to talk or...?”

“You can,” the girl replied in her soft-spoken voice. The young man nodded,”First of all, you got talent right there. Second, how long have you been doing this for?”

“A long while. Years.” she simply stated until making the finishing touches on her mesmerizing sand mandala. There was a calming aura just by looking at the geometric shapes within the circle, it felt like he was looking through a kaleidoscope.

Sangmu straightens her back and waves her chak-pur like a wand. Dhar notices the sand mandala being destroyed, wooshed into motions of the wind. Then, they smoothly went into different bottles that are color coordinated. A quiet “woah” escapes from the man’s mouth and looks at the girl,”So you have that ‘iddhi’ thing too?”

“I do. I don’t use it for combat like those warriors though... Not my cup of tea... I always like to make sand mandalas to show how special they are. Nothing interests me more than sand art. I thank the monastery for giving me a fascination with them. Lastly, I thank my mentor for teaching me this,”

She explains, closing each bottle with a cork. Dhar stood up from his seat and stretched with his arms up,” Well... ” He exhales, puts his arms down, and looks at the girl,

”Tell your mentor that both you and them are amazing people, got it?” He asks as he smiles. Sangmu nodded, smiling back.

The two left the room to go eat breakfast. However, before they could get to the dining room, they saw Kushi walk up to them,”Dhar, there you are!” She exclaims, her head shifts to the sandpainter,”Oh and good morning Sangmu.”

Sangmu responds with a small wave while Dhar chuckles awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. “Sorry, I wanted to look around the place before I could go eat.”

“It’s okay. You could’ve told me or Zebei about it earlier and we would be waiting at the table or so.” Dhar nodded, sighing in relief.

The 3 head into the dining room, sit at the table that is filled with a platter full of food like veggies, oatmeal, and tea. After eating breakfast; Zebei, Kushi, and of course Dhar left the monastery for the start of their journey. The archer looks at the silver-haired man,”Dhar? In that memory or dream you had earlier, where were you in? Just so we can get a hint to start traveling”

“Yes, describe the place please.”

Dhar tilted his head down, then lifted his fist up to his chin as he closed his eyes. What did the place look like again? Ah right. “The area I dreamed about... It consists of white buildings with light-blue accents, curvy gold roofs, and the place is very busy with markets. Oh and there’s docks next to an ocean as on the other side is near a desert.” He explains.

“Port Maerifa,” Zebei and Kushi answers in unison.

“Alright then...“ Dhar smiles and points to the sky,”We’ll be going there!”He exclaims with pride.

Kushi whistles to call in her bird. A caw howls from a nest located on the top-side of the monastery. The 3 look to see Altun get off and fly down to them, landing softly to ground. He bows down, waiting for all of them to hop on. “Wait, is there enough space for us to ride Altun?” Dhar scans the bird’s body. He has an average height for a human with a wingspan of 3.5 meters

(A/N:I don’t know if that’s big enough for a giant bird).

Kushi pats Altun’s head as he nuzzles slowly,

”Don’t fret, Dhar. As long as we huddle close together, we’ll be fine.Just as long you boys don’t fall off,” she snickers at the end. A gulp was heard from the young man’s throat while Zebei rolled his eyes, then pats his shoulder.

The gang hopped onto Altun’s back; Kushi in front, Dhar in the middle, and Zebei at the back. They carefully hold on tight as the bird begins to flap his wings. There were strong winds coming from each flap as he slowly ascended upwards. They were so strong, it made Dhar shudder with goosebumps rising. It’s Dhar’s first adventure and now it’s becoming his first flight. Ain’t that lucky?

Altun lets out a loud caw. He zooms to the sky high as Kushi laughs, Dhar yelps, and Zebei grins with his short ponytail flowing. The swordsman slowly shifted his body, looking at the downview. There were bits of clouds that the bird passed by but under them was the Ocean of Milk. The pink water dazzles similar to a rose quartz. Him seeing it helped him at ease due to its beauty. He then looks at Kushi then turns to Zebei,

”I know I don’t remember anything and I just met you two but...“

“But...?” The archer pondered, tilting his head.

“I’m glad to have you both helping me to regain what I lost and also having me become a strong warrior,” He stated calmly. Kushi looks down, frowns as her eyes soften. However, Zebei on the other hand shook the guilt off with a smile, simply saying “Anytime”.

This made the bird tamer grit her teeth a bit but she takes a deep breath slowly and calms down a bit,

”I can’t believe Zebei... Dhar’s memories will leak out more and then the truth will come...” she mutters.

“Did you say something, Kushi?”

She flinches and laughs off her woes,”Oh it’s nothing!” This confused both men in different ways. Dhar is curious while Zebei is thinking if she is having doubts or something.

Throughout the flight, there hasn’t been much talking for a while after Kushi got slightly ticked off due to the archer not wanting the amnesiac to remember. Not even looking at the nice views of the mountains can break the tension between Kushi and Zebei, everything but the wind is just silence until... a screech was heard at the distance. Not just one screech, but many sounds of them! Kushi looks and her eyebrows raised to see a flock of giant and gray bat-like creatures flying towards the group,”Guys! We got company!”

The others looked, seeing them made their eyes widen.

“Why are there a bunch of Ahool out in the open?!” Zebei pauses and realizes something,

”Oh no… I think I know why...“

“What is it?”

“We invaded their mating season...“

“... Oh no...” All 3 said in unison as Altun groans.

Zebei pulls out his bow and arrows, ready to fight despite the clear disadvantage of space to stay on Altun. Dhar looked, worried as he was about to speak. The other man holds up his hand,

”Now, I know what you’re thinking. There’s not enough space for me to aim, but trust me on this.” Suddenly, he jumps off of Altun, getting on an Ahool.

The fierce creature wails and flails which Zebei clings on tight. He pulls out an arrow and thrusts it down to its black, beady eye. It yells more, swinging its body around which causes Zebei to fall off as he yelps. Dhar and Kushi yell out his name and Altun dives down in an attempt to catch him. On the right, 3 Ahool charges at the big bird which he notices.

“Dodge back then block the attacks!” The girl ordered. Altun flies back, missing the first one. Then, he lifts up his wing as the two other monsters bite. He winches a bit, trying to hold off the pain. So, he flaps his wing, throwing them towards the archer.

The man notices, hopping on them as platforms, and jumping to the other Ahool. He shoots a flurry of arrows. He managed to hit 5 down but 2 dodged, then they opened their mouths for a powerful screech.

“Like I’ll let that happen!” Zebei was about to pull out more arrows but then one came by, grabbing his collar. He curses to himself, swinging his body around but the Ahool refuses to let go. The flock releases high-pitched sound waves which stun the warriors for a bit. Dhar’s grunts and jumps off of Altun to get Zebei. Kushi looks and her jaw drops, “Dhar, no!” Altun barges through an upcoming flock, trying to follow him.

As the young man falls, he takes out his chipped sword, and begins to slash the fierce creatures down. 1, 2, 3... Down to slices. He lifts up his arm, opens his hand to summon a wall of geo behind him. The flock flies down, trying to bite the rocks down but they only chucked a few pieces off. Dhar landed on the creature that was holding Zebei, slicing the neck off which caused it to lose its head but of course released the archer.

“Thanks, Dhar!”

“No problem! Now brace yourself. I got an idea! I think..?”

Zebei was left with a curious “oh” as the swordsman cast more geo. The man in yellow notices the geo were big slabs, almost like platforms. Both men nodded at each other and then Dhar grabs his hand, swinging him up towards the stone slabs. Zebei manages to grab on, jumping onto each one to get to Altun while Dhar follows behind.

The gang did their best to defend themselves from the Ahool, don’t know for how long though. Zebei was able to clear a path for both him and Dhar, hopefully enough time before more flocks could fly in. The archer hops on Altun first and the protectors look down to see the swordsman trying to catch up on the platforms. They can tell he’s not agile due to lack of training, he’s still new to battling after all.

“Dhar, hurry up! More incoming at 2 o’clock!” Kushi cries out. Dhar, now panting and sweating, limps to the next platform and there are more Ahool out for blood. She leans in and reaches her hand out to him. The young man climbs up then reaches his hand out, going to grab the girl’s hand. Through Kushi’s eyes, in a flash Dhar was gone as his scream was heard.

Kushi, Zebei, and Altun look; they see him dragged away by the Ahool and he is knocked out,

”NO!!!”

The girl tells her bird to go after the one that grabbed their friend. They just got him back and they refuse to lose him again. So Altun flaps wings, barging through the flock. He doesn’t care if he gets hit by the claws and sound waves.

He and his friends want Dhar safe and sound. They get tackled down by a barrage of those flying monsters, losing sight of the Ahool that has the swordsman captive. There were just too many of them as the humans fell off Altun. The 3 fell into a desert, blacking out while flying creatures got swept away by gusts of sand. Meanwhile with Dhar, he was swinging his sword around in an attempt to break free from the claws. Once his stamina ran out, his body went limp as he took breaths slowly.

Crap! What should I do? I can’t die again or else my first adventure would be nothing! I got to think... I scanned around the area, there was nothing but clouds and obviously a bunch of those flying bastards. It doesn’t look like they're aiming for me yet... Maybe they want to feast on me when we get to their nest.

Hm... I looked up at the Ahool that is focused on getting to its home. Perfect. I take slow deep breaths to regain my energy then thrust upwards its chest. The blade digs deep as the red liquid spews out from the stab. A little bit of blood sprays on my face but that doesn’t matter! I drag the blade downwards, tearing the creature in half,

”Yes!” I boasted, breaking out from the claws. But at the price of that, the rest of the flock charged at me with a howl.

With a lift of my hand, rocks formed as a shield. But then the Ahool screeched out their signature soundwaves, breaking them apart as my ears ring from the high-pitched noise. I covered my ears until I got pummeled down by about 2 of them, falling straight down to who knows where. I’m tired... I didn't have enough time to recover and the last thing I saw was the flock coming to feast on my body. I close my eyes, ready to accept my fate.

THUD!

... Huh? Seems like I landed on wood.

BOOM! SPLAT!

Everything sounds so loud... I can hear the squeaks and hisses from the Ahool... They sound like they’re being hit, judging by the squishy and flesh-like noises. Other than that, I heard voices that I couldn’t recognize. There were a lot of them, it must be people fighting back.

“..s..that..?”

What...? Sounds like a woman... I think I heard her mutter my name. Does she know me? A light groan escaped from my mouth. I tried to move my body but I suffered with too many injuries. I can’t get up.

“T..ke ...m d....tairs i.. our q..r...ers!”

Another woman, she sounds a bit deep and raspy. She seems confident for a fight, I heard a hardy laugh from her like she’s in joy to slay the Ahool.

As I was trying to process what’s going on, I felt my body being carried. What’s happening? I tried to open my eyes, My vision was able to configure who's carrying me for a bit. I saw a lady with dark skin; purple eyes; long, dark-purple hair that was like a braid; who was donned in white or light-blue. My eyes close, still tired.

“It’s going to be alright, Dhar. Hang in there...”

Does she know me?

My body gets doused by water and then I feel my wounds being healed. Everything in me... It was rejuvenating! My eyes shot open as my vision recovers. I see the lady in front of me. She had a white and light-blue asymmetrical dress with gold accents.

I sit up, rubbing my forehead with a quiet groan.

“Oh Dhar! It is you! You reincarnated!”

The young man looks at her, his eyes blinking a few times. He was trying to process what’s going on. This left the woman confused. She says his name again. No response until WHAM! They heard the trapdoor slam open.

Dhar flinches and the two look to see a female pirate in red with a silver ring. She had light skin, dark-hair tied in a bun and her bangs were sticking out, her right eye being black while the other was covered by a maroon red eyepatch. She lets out a hardy laugh,

“Oh man! That was something. Didn’t expect a guy falling from the sky being chased by a bunch of Ahool.” Her head turns to the swordsman, scanning him up and down,”But of all people... I didn’t think you would come back after... How many years was that, Thorani?” She looks at the woman in blue that is named Thorani, which Dhar noted.

Thorani gets up from her chair, combing her braided her with her hands,”5 years, Baozhai,” She states with a calm smile. The swordsman takes note again. Baozhai is the pirate’s name, presumably the captain. “So I landed on a ship...?” He asks, his voice still sounding groggy after the attack.

“On my one and only, faithful ship! The Teotul!” The pirate answers pridefully as she holds up a fist, hitting her chest with it. Dhar nods and he slowly gets out of bed. He suddenly feels a sting in him as was about to fall.

Thankfully, Thornani rushes to him, grabs him, then sets him back down in bed, ”Dhar, you need more rest until you fully recover. You just suffered great damage from a flock of Ahool that seemed to last a long while.” She places a hand on his shoulder,

”Me and Baozhai will go out and get some food for you, okay? So sit tight,” She said. She was very motherly-like just by analyzing her tone. He watches the two go upstairs and leave the room.

Thorani looked back at the trapdoor, she had a concerned look on her face,”Baozhai, does Dhar seem off to you?” Baozhai stopped where she was about to walk down the wooden gangplank slope, turned to look at her lover,”Off? What do you mean?”

“When I told him he reincarnated, he gave me an odd look,” The woman in blue stated.

The pirate looks up in the sky with her hands behind the back of her head as she hums,

”Huh... he does seem off. Especially when he called my Teotul ‘a ship’–”

She pauses. Something clicks in, ”... But he doesn’t seem to say my name or yours like he didn’t recognize us.”

”W... We’ll see if he actually doesn’t. Once we get food, we’ll have a talk with Dhar.”

Both women nodded at each other, walking down the slope to go get food.

At the Almutah Desert, me and Zebei were trying to tread our way through the harsh sandstorms. We have Altun in front of us, using his wings as a shield against the blowing gusts of sand. We tried calling out for Dhar’s name many times but it seems we got no luck. What a bummer... And it’s supposed to be his first adventure.

“I hope he’s okay...“

“I share the same hope as well, Kushi.

He just came back and we won’t lose him again!”

A small whine comes out from Altun. I looked up at him, worried,”Is the sand hurting you, Altun..?”He caws. It’s a yes. For a strong bird, not even him can handle this kind of natural cause within the desert. “Hang in there, Altun! We’ll get out of this in no time. There should be an oasis up ahead!” I reassured him. Luckily, we saw a silhouette in that far distance. Right there... Are those palm trees? That must be it!

“Zebei? You see it too, right?” He nods with a smile, ”Yeah. Altun, go slightly north-west! You can do it!” And so we headed off, finally making our way to the oasis as the sandstorm subsided. Tall palm trees, a huge batch of fresh water, and nice rocks for us to sit on. Altun goes to take sips until he decides to jump in for a bird bath.

Ah... It was like seeing a baby bird having a fun time! Me and Zebei took out our bottles, filling them up for refreshments. We sat down on the rocks, eating some bread as our snacks. It was alright having to relax but… Not when thinking about what to do with Dhar when we reunite with him. If he is alive that is.

“Kushi? Is everything okay?”

I look at him, slightly mad,”Why do you not want Dhar to remember his past?”

Zebei shook his head and held the bridge of his pointy nose,

”Kushi, can we not? We discussed this earlier–”

“Well I am bringing it up again!”

“Look. We settled this discussion, didn't we? We can’t let Dhar--"

I hopped off the rock then stomped my foot on the sand, giving him a glare. He responds with a sigh, turning his head away from me. A growl rumbled within my throat until I start to yell at him,

“Zebei, I can’t let this be set aside! Once we reunite with Dhar, we are telling the truth that he is not a rebel or anything. He and we joined forces with Ajna to stop Kala!”

He looked at me, eyebrows furrowing,

”We CAN’T let him, Kushi. I told you a few times! Also, it’s his first adventure and you want to ruin this moment for him?”

I let out a scoff, crossing my arms. We didn't notice that Altun was shuffling away from me and Zebei to hide behind a tree, I can’t blame him for that... So we continued to argue.

“How am I going to ruin his moment? You’re the one that came up with the idea of making up stories and lying right in front of Dhar’s face!”

“It was to PROTECT him! Kushi, there are things that he shouldn’t know. Especially about what happened to Ajna and Kala–”

“But his memories are going to leak soon when we continue to travel around Loka. So what’s the point of that? Before we set off on this journey, early in the morning he saw a vision. A memory! He saw a memory of Port Maerifa! He saw Ajna!!! ”

I spat out. Zebei fell silent, trying to think of a counter-argument, but like in hell I would fall for that.

Just when he was about to speak again, several howls were heard nearby. We turned our heads to see some canines with sharp fangs and sand colored fur,

”Rompos!” We cried out. This isn’t good, our argument attracted those desert wolves! All 3 of us haven’t even healed yet! Zebei looks at me, muttering,”We’ll settle this conversation later. Right now, let's take cover.”

I nodded, then went to jump into the water. Zebei does the same. But what about Altun..? I peek, seeing my feathered friend fly on top of a palm tree. Soon, I saw the dreaded beasts coming their way into the oasis. Once they did, the leader of the pack, shift their heads to numerous directions: left, up, down, right, and straight. I carefully lowered myself back into the water, waiting for them to be gone.

After a few seconds, Zebei surfaced with his head out of the water to check. He turned to look down at him with his hand motion upwards. Seems like the coast is clear... For now. I swam up to the surface, got out of the water, and scanned the area. Yep! Looks like those pesky Rompos are gone. As much we want to celebrate but between me and Zebei... Everything went silent.

“Kushi... Look...“

“Let’s just go find Dhar. Now.”

Zebei nodded and we packed up our stuff, treading off to leave the Almutah Desert.

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