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Rurek just lay there, face down, oblivious to the chaos unfolding around him.
How had he ended up in this situation? He should have stayed in his forge and not interfered in other people's affairs. When was the last time he was at home? It was before the expedition! How awful. He got mixed up with the wrong crowd, became savage, hated humans, joined two dubious organizations... and all of this is just the tip of the iceberg of the problems that have befallen Rurek. Now let him lie there, beaten and huge, like a fat cat. Serves him right! He should have thought about it earlier!
"The hordes don't forge iron forever, my son," his father could have said to Rurek, but he didn't know his father. Nor his mother. An orphan, what else can you say! Maybe humans killed them, or maybe bagrs, or maybe there was a cave-in. Anything is possible in the underworld.
Oh, ancestress of the horde people! Oh, great and mighty She! Oh, big and beautiful sword of Hekizo! Why is everything so, so bad in your domains? Ikazkan – zero stars out of five!