I'm in the lead, and these two are a little behind me, but within my field of vision.
- Calm down, none of these simpletons will catch up to us.
- Yeah, they're losers. And all the Claws, as I heard, are so busy right now that they won't bother with four miserable losers like us.
- Things must be really bad if they have so much work. We need to head south; my gut tells me something bad is brewing. What about traps? Anything? I'm hungry.
- Who knows, I need to go check.
- We shouldn't have gone into the shed; the old man spotted us; we should have taken him out.
- Yeah, so the locals would know it was us. Don't be an idiot; the faster we get out of here without leaving a mess, the better.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт