-This is a good team, guys. - Dor chuckled in Tezosian, nodding friendly to the Zhirtrest. -If we manage to pull this off, there will only be glory and success waiting for us. We are the elite, damn it.
Turning to Ona, he continued in the General language:
-Good idea, boss! Thank you for your support. But it's not customary in our multicultural Community to punish people or appoint commanders in this way. It should be an individual with a strong team spirit, someone who would stand up for everyone and everyone would stand up for him. But with this puffed-up fellow, we will only have a sad ending. - he glanced sideways at the elf. -He looks down on our kind from a mile away. Since this expedition is intended for modest guests, we need to provide a human leader, otherwise I'm afraid we won't get along.
- And what did you bring with you?! - the guy asked. - It's already hard to climb here, and even harder with luggage. Besides, Ona can always come to visit, but it's better to warn me in advance so that I have time to prepare something tasty for the table.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт