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The wise leader nodded solemnly. “Be careful, young one. The path ahead is full of challenges.” Isagani made his way down the mountain. At the bottom, he faced a broken rope bridge stretching across a deep canyon. The wind howled, and the bridge swayed dangerously. He stopped and noticed a large stone near the edge. Etched into it were strange symbols. They looked familiar—Baybayin characters!