🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

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-- Is Zenus some kind of stage name? Like a superstar? Although, what difference does it make, even if he were Akkad Babbar? -- Ushumgallu shrugged. He still hadn't forgiven Zenus for how he was flirting with the waitress while the brave guys, led by Ushumgallu, were tearing the bar apart, covering each other with bruises, beer, and glory. It's amazing that Zibaba isn't offended -- if Ushumgallu ended up in the Dungeon with his fingernails ripped out and his friends or accomplices ran away, he would be very upset. -- Ushumgallu from Barsina.

- What tricks fate plays sometimes, I never thought I'd see this face again, but here it is. Maybe that's what it's saying, that in a difficult hour for the state, we should unite, - he lit a cigarette and exhaled a puff of smoke. - I'm thinking, guys, how are we going to fight if we're on the wall and they're down there. With insults? Maybe it's time to learn ranged combat, or even better, firearms, - he made a finger-gun gesture at one of the bodies under the wall. - See you in hell, son.

My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.

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🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks