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- You probably can't even read, you don't have eyes. And how would you know our letters? You probably want to eat it, I bet, - Zeikin worried about the note - what if it contained important information? Dropping it in the slime would be a crime. Holding the note up to the light, he frowned. - What terrible handwriting... It's like a doctor wrote it. Or someone who really needs a doctor... - After reading the note aloud, he scratched his beard and rubbed his bald spot, trying to draw some useful conclusion from it, but his mind stalled. - We should have taken down that cyclops... - he finally grumbled. - We would have looked cooler then.
—Yeah, things are tough... —Joe nodded absentmindedly. —If our "tough guys" hadn't angered the local soldiers. Because taking down a cyclops as a group is one thing - after all, there's only one of him, ha-ha!; but the lord's warriors will overwhelm us with their numbers!
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- Let pain and suffering not trouble you, Mr. Joe. And if you wish, I could relieve the tension from you and your companion...
—Tension?.. Do you have any liquor, girl? —the pirate's eye gleamed.