– The tribes of furies will not agree with you, sword, – Rurek shook his head. – First, trouble will befall those who are outside, and then it will come to the city as well. Humans are not just some kind of beasts. They know how to think and make plans. This is a dangerous business. Think about the future, sword. Or let Ona think about it. Perhaps some humans love her... but clearly not all.
Humans... they can appear anywhere. Today, these lovers of poisoned cheese are tormenting the furies, and tomorrow they are leading the sords away to mine ore. And then it will come to the ivalies.