These appeared to be the indigenous people of the island, which Charles had learned about from the library. Not all natives of wild islands were malicious; some could be communicated and even traded with.
"We mean no harm, could you please let us out?" Charles said slowly in Earth Sea language.
The creatures with prominent noses were motionless, as if they did not understand, standing in the distance like lifeless objects.
Observing this eerie scene, Charles waved his hand backward, signaling the others to retreat. Since they could not understand, the best they could do was to leave.
"Click" As soon as Charles lifted his foot, all the nose creatures twitched their nostrils and leaped forward, their dry, black claws protruding.
"Attack!!"
Gunshots instantly joined together in a flurry, and the nose creatures rapidly fell into the water, riddled with bullets. Their numbers seemed endless, swarming toward them densely.
