Wistrit
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Laust replied with a smile and then sat down beside the corpse of the red-haired Khontai. He removed a ring made of black jade from the finger, turned it in his hands, and then tossed it to Horus without explaining anything. - I need to go, otherwise I risk incurring the wrath of an evil child.
Maria tugged on Horus's sleeve.
- There are still people inside! - she whispered.
Tomorrow holds no promises
Except the ones we've made
Except the ones we've made