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Walking past the dirty, battered pirates, lined up in a straight line all the way to the captain's bridge, is such a pleasure. The stench and stench followed me all the way. Nausea kept rising up in my throat, but I forced myself to restrain myself. You need to get used to this. It seems to me that in the future I will have to visit such places more than once. Though I'd rather fight cleaner and tidier enemies.

While I was walking, none of the pirates even thought to attack me. Although I turned around every now and then, hearing suspicious rustles and noticing movement out of the corner of my eye, but this was not another ambush. They only closed behind me, cutting off the way back and, as it were, forcing me to go forward. Their eyes were blank, their faces frozen in a stupid expression of euphoria. Someone was casually and very relaxed talking to someone, but they discussed very terrible topics: who raped and stabbed whom how many times. And just behind me. As if an unknown spell f
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