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- Now that the worst is over, I must say you have amazing boots, - says Yuyu Chernika, - where did you get them?
- Of course! I took them from a dying woman, - Chernika shows the boots to the trolleybus in all their glory and turns around, demonstrating her robe. - She believed she was connected to some church, but couldn't remember which one. She was worried that her god wouldn't see her last moments underground and wouldn't accept her after death. It was unpleasant to see such a large creature whining, so I had to sit with her during those moments and tell her some stories.Author
Dubo sneezes. 🤧
- There's no need to walk around so lightly, - Ukon grumbled. - You think you're tough, and no infection will stick to you? I've seen strong guys who go out, get their feet wet, or catch a draft, and then they sit there with snot running down their faces, and their backs are broken, and who knows how to treat them. And then it turns into a chronic illness, and suddenly you're not a tough guy, but an old man at twenty, - he points to the cloak. - This is how it should be. A long-haired cave bear, all natural. With this, you can go to the cold Mineralnye Vody, or to the abyss, or anywhere.
- All this is very interesting, colleagues, and not at all suspicious, not at all a worn-out uncle, not at all late reinforcements for the fire mages. But I think she's missing a man. Look at this creature, it's no wonder she throws herself at young elves. Hey! - Chernika says to the shadow. - Stop fooling around, all your little games are a sublimation of biological urges. See that one? - he nods towards the pumpkin-headed one. - Marry him while you still can, he'll carry you on his hands. You'll work together, grow flowers and tomatoes.