🦊 Планета Флерантор, осколки человечества 🦊

The crazy old man turned red.

“Looking? Looking?! I want someone to take away this annoying and elusive creature!” Cir angrily clenched his fists.
“If you’re going to look for help anywhere, it should be at the excavation site,” remarked the wise Augur. “You could risk talking to Clarissa about the burrow of the Chronos.”

Apparently, Augur had long since gotten used to the suicidal tendencies of his students.