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A large cabinet falls loudly...
Be strong. Believe
New here? I'm Roha — want a quick tour?
A large cabinet falls loudly...
-- Only here can someone like me give a beating to someone like you, and that's great! -- the shaved-headed man smiles, extending his hand in a gesture of camaraderie.
Doyle wins
Cassius didn't even have time to notice that he was losing. And when he blinked after being hit repeatedly and came to his senses, he realized that he wouldn't earn any money today.
- Ugh. Well, at least it hurt, - he muttered and went to watch the rest of the fights with Amalia.
- Gus? And who is that? Some local healer? Where can I find him? Oh... Is that the one... in the bathhouse?
- I don't like that guy... I have a gut feeling he's one of them, like that witch. One of the abominations. The fact that he turned her in doesn't mean anything. Maybe he was "eliminating the competition," or maybe he thought she was "not efficient enough." Did you hear him? He's "disappointed," you see...
- So, I'll have to report it. I don't rule out that it will happen again after some time. Or something similar... Don't worry. I'll say you were following my orders.
-- Uh-huh. Heals everything except old age and a severed head. --
-- Just watch, he'll start screaming – you'll see. They could have at least tied him up... Don't get me wrong – we got off with very little bloodshed, and most likely, in part, because we didn't go after the baldy. The old fart just cares more about having someone to interrogate and hang than about our hides.
He had to stop feeling the walls after half a minute – because it quickly became clear that there could be nothing on the other side of each one except the street. Pickles were found in the basement barrels, if you believe the guard with a shield who already stuck his paw in there – remarkably spicy.
- Now, your dirty tricks won't save you from the realm of pain and a broken face...
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