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Fat Cat, Caen, now this elm... Dorian doesn't hesitate for a moment, wondering why the universe so strongly desires to leave him without an eye.
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- Thank you. - He bows his head, almost poking his interlocutor in the eye with the horn of his helmet. - My name is Kamu, and I don't plan to join anything. This elm turns the underground peoples into humans; what benefit would there be from my participation in this?
- Perhaps nowhere, Kamu. And I am Rad. I also believe that the locals should not emulate us, but is there another way? It is becoming increasingly difficult to isolate oneself from human ambitions, and I, as a human, see this more clearly than many locals!