Being smarter, tougher, and stronger, and never settling for less – that’s a good life plan, even in these miserable times. Ushumgall clenched his fist, feeling the same powerful blood coursing through his bulging veins.
Having learned the author's name at the last moment, he goes to sleep in a cheerful mood. He will sleep late tonight – until midnight, bandits, slaves, and severed heads will be swirling in his mind amidst the familiar, endless sands.
A new day begins for Ushumgall.
- Hello, handsome! 😉 Are you the main artist in town? I would like to buy a painting, or maybe have myself painted 😍