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- ...something like that? - he answers his own question, watching the unfolding chaos.
He wanted to join in, but it wasn't clear who to side with, as there were cannibals on both sides.
After observing the cheerful mayhem with broken heads and teeth flying in all directions, the patriot from Asuguh became a little more thoughtful, continuing the conversation in a secluded place:
- Yes, I saw her, our character. She looks like an ordinary woman, about six hundred and sixty-six percent good, she could be a nanny in a kindergarten, but my gut tells me that something is not right. I didn't show it, but I felt as if she had turned my guts inside out and read them like a brochure. Maybe I'm just overthinking it. I need to figure out how to act and when. I think it's either during the tournament or after, when everyone disperses to have a drink, there will be fewer people around, and the pharaohs will be busy maintaining order. As for "how" - what do the locals say about her, what are they afraid of? She's not the type to be feared for no reason.