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After some time, Rurek grew tired of kicking the corpses of humans and lay down next to the mutilated remains of Vatagash, his best friend, who had been disfigured by the explosion. Somewhere there, in Ikazkan, another friend remained, but they were now separated by the impassable lands of the Bagrov. There was nowhere to go. Only back to Kof. Yes, indeed. And why did the two of them survive... they should have all died together. As one large, cohesive expedition. Without regrets. But now... now there is a stone in his soul, darkness in his chest, and rage in his head.
"There is no way back," Rurek whispered, looking at the stone ceiling. "I need to tell Kof what happened. Besides him, no one will accept us outside of Ikazkan. Yes... And ask the Claw to send Furies to retrieve the bodies of our friends. Vatagash... Gadik... Gaal... Lyu... What else is left for us? Only to continue fighting against the human fire. Otherwise, such "gifts" will soon come to every settlement and every cave."
Unexpectedly, Rurek remembered Hatarait. Yes, back then, he didn't have any problems with his eye. Was he punished for some failure? Maybe they'll punish him for the second one now.