The dwarf grunts as he regains his feet and warily looks down at his bloodstained armor. "It... it seems I wil
The dwarf grunts as he regains his feet and warily looks down at his bloodstained armor. "It... it seems I will live. I suppose I must postpone meeting my god... Not for long, I'm sure. But while we remain in this transient world — Harrim is at your service."
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- "That's impossible!" The dwarf lifts his head and inspects his body carefully, then tries to move his hands an
- "How rude — speaking to a dying man that way! Look, I can't even move!" The dwarf moves his hands then looks a
- Tartuccio gives the dwarf a swift kick. "Up, you faker! Just look at him — dying, he says! What a buffoon! Com