Ment
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- Shut up! - a hoarse voice came from the neighboring cell. - No one will come until tomorrow.
-- I didn't anticipate this. We were showing off...
The Madian moved away from the bars and sat down next to Zalatov.
-- If we're too aggressive, they might come, but then they definitely won't come alone. And tomorrow, there will probably be more than one guard... So, we wait. And then we'll see, -- Gordian said all this quietly. When he finished, he began to stretch his stiff limbs with physical exercises: he tried to keep himself in shape.