- This is a common occurrence... - the warrior spent ten seconds warming up his old joints. - So close to the city, they could have at least filled in the rut, but apparently, no one cares.
Perhaps I could have made the young woman get out and help, but never mind – one less puffball, one more, how much does she weigh anyway? Looking at the stuck wheel and nodding to himself, he turned to the men:
- Let's push from this side. Come on, one, two!...
- Finally! - exclaimed the stout man. - I am very grateful! I am Minoru Nakano, and I am a merchant. And you, judging by your appearance, are a warrior?
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт