– No, we were warned that it wouldn't be possible to make money here, but the fact that these jackals also want to ruin us is a real mess. There wasn't this kind of trash in this country before – especially the regime's chained dogs raiding the Temple.
Ushumgallu falls silent, trying to find some explanation for why his crew might have been arrested, but nothing comes to mind.
– Maybe it's some kind of political game, and now we're hostages. Or something else, but nothing makes sense. I guess we just have to wait.
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