Veserod gloomily watched the events unfolding in the clearing, leaning against a tree and crossing his arms.
- Didn't see it, - he glanced at his acquaintance from head to toe and pointed with his finger to the very spot on the inside of the thigh, closer to the groin. - It's unfair with an injury.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт