⚔️Serberia

Veserod clapped his brother heavily on the shoulder, nodded, looking firmly into his eyes, and went about his business.

Reinold did not expect such a sudden, instructive monologue from their unwavering commander. Several times he wanted to interject with some comment, but out of respect for the elder, and not finding the right words, he could only nod and murmur stupidly, like an Anselm parrot. He stood there for some time, shifting from one foot to the other like a pendulum, until he mumbled something like, "Thank you, Ves, I hadn't even thought about it... perhaps there is some bitter truth in your words." But when he looked around, he found that the hunter had long since disappeared.