Saaron looked at Hryashch with resignation. In the short time they had been talking, the grenadier had managed to become a madman and soul-eater in his eyes.
"I already tried. I sneaked into Kikki's house at night. But in the darkness, I didn't notice the evil uncle in black armor! He caught me and brutally whipped me with a belt!" The boy winced. "It's too early for me to be a rat hunter. And as for the eye-less ones… well, I don't want tentacles in my butt! Swordsmen who experienced the embrace of the tentacles returned different! And immediately went to Kikki!"
What horror! You wouldn't wish such a fate on an enemy!

