Something fell across his palm. Surprised look – a comb.
Fingers clasped the bone comb, decorated with seashells. Halg spat angrily:
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“The end is for you, it’s baking. ” Now all your life you’ll be looking for the undine.
And then you’ll come back. You will return to die.
He helped rise, holding the body weakened in three days.
– Get up, the squad is ready.