Holding his breath, Gillon hides behind the rocks and listens. Did the salamander notice them?
“Maybe we should throw it a snake carcass; it will eat and calm down,” he whispers to Nisho, “I really don’t want to fight fire-breathing creatures,” he taps his forehead.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт