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Seriously, Lyde, knocking someone out with your fists...
-- Ugh... I doubt even that idiot cut the Calcite warriors with such ferocity, -- Ushumgallu rubs his face. It'll be a nasty bruise, but nothing more.
Ushumgallu hoists Sheila onto his shoulders and briskly heads towards Atimu or another healer. If he meets anyone along the way, he'll tell them to take care of the arrow as well. They can't just let him die in the dust – it's too easy.
-- Ugh... I doubt even that idiot cut the Calcite warriors with such ferocity, -- Ushumgallu rubs his face. It'll be a nasty bruise, but nothing more.
Ushumgallu hoists Sheila onto his shoulders and briskly heads towards Atimu or another healer. If he meets anyone along the way, he'll tell them to take care of the arrow as well. They can't just let him die in the dust – it's too easy.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers