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At first, Iramoka’s cunning plan worked with a bang. The beetles ate the plants. The mosquitoes themselves hid in the shadow of the mighty weeds. From time to time they flew up and quietly bit the Titans.

One of the emaciated white-skinned big men fell right on the bed of potatoes. His friend ran up to him and dragged him into the house. It turned out that Great Manitou does not spare anyone. He doesn’t care if you are a mosquito or a Colorado potato beetle, a Titan or a red-skinned Indian. His Fiery Eye shines equally for everyone. As soon as the Great Manitou squints, any of the creatures will be punished by Sunstroke. One of the Titans wore a headdress in the form of a tied headscarf. So he managed to avoid the formidable wink of the Fiery Eye of the Great Manitou.

While one companion came to his senses, the skin of another Titan was tanned by the sun. The Titan who woke up immediately called his companion red-skinned. The shoulders of the Titan in the kerchief burned, and it hurt him to touch them with his hands. When he sat down on a chair or lay on his back, he cried out in pain. After the skin peeled off, it began to have a distinctive color from the Titan that lay in the house. And so the progenitor of the first red-skinned Indian appeared.