Happy Life
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After making sure that Anders is back on his feet and the hole in his eye socket is plugged with freshly chewed plantain, Veserod gloomily surveys the inside of the mill, then turns his gaze to the bound prisoners. Spotting the one who seems the most coherent, he removes the gag and slaps him on the cheek to bring him to:
- Alive?
- Alive?
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
