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- Cursed witch! - lamented Vaaon. - I knew I shouldn't have approached her... What an idiot you are, Meonar. You've been thinking with your head instead of your brain your whole life. Now pay the price... Vaaon wanted to cry, but for some reason, he couldn't.
- Well, you shouldn't talk about my granddaughter like that; she's a quite lovely girl. After all, her father and the people adore her.
- Who is that? The Spirit of the Mountain? - shouted Kenshiro.
To his surprise, or perhaps not, the "spirit of the mountain" responded: yes, warrior, that is correct; come up to me.