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And then, just as abruptly, he came to a stop in front of a new pair of eyes.

The new human’s jaw dropped and he stared with unmasked fascination. His skin was just as pale as the first human’s, and he was just as wingless. From the looks of things, he had long hair, and it was tied back; Bowman couldn’t see much beyond the face that leaned closer to him, and his shoulders bunched up. He wished he could hide himself in his wings, but he didn’t want to present them to scrutiny, too.

“Dude, holy shit,” the giant breathed, barely more than a whisper. “It moved. It’s real.”