Граф Орлов
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After an indefinite period, Ushumgallu finds himself on the ground, but the evil entity is no longer in his field of vision; nor is there a wound in his chest. It seemed as if what had happened was nothing more than a nightmarish mirage, and yet, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.
Ushumgallu carefully examines himself. There is no scar, he has a pulse, his breathing is even, so what is making him feel so bad and... scared? If he had woken up at home now, it would have been easy to dismiss everything as a bad dream, but it seems that self-reassurance is too much of a luxury for him right now.
Unable to sit and process what happened any longer, Ushumgallu tries to get his bearings and get to the hall of martial valor as quickly as possible.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers