047 - An Offer

That night, in the middle of that tropical rain forest, there is absolutely no moon in sight. Not too many stars are seen because the sky is quite covered by clouds since the afternoon. The situation of the woods around the shrine is quite quiet from the other creatures. Except for the swearing of the man called "The Smelly Gorg", which has been only head left.

That man is getting louder since Azzim hangs the head at a stake in one corner of the altar. Azzim is quite aware that the other monsters do not dare to approach the shrine because of this man's presence. Now, he uses the head like a protective amulet, to keep them safe from any evil creatures.

“How could ye hang me like this? Get me down, scumbag. Get my body back here 'n let's see who be the stronger. I might be drunk, but I be more than enough t' wipe that slutty arse o' yer, ye scabby, poxy swine!”

“Come on, old man! You've lost the fight. Just be a man and admit defeat already,” says Drago, keeps teasing that bodyless head
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