"Oh my, my waist!"
I woke up in the morning with pain all over me. We slept in a cold place, but I never thought about it. I looked around; everyone was in a good mood. Is it just me, friend?
Come to think of it. I'm the only one walking around like Tarzan; even our two members wearing cloth armor are three times thicker than the ones I'm wearing.
Had I known we would be in such a situation, I would have bought myself a blanket or quilt on the way out of 100 Quest Inn? I have trouble even turning my neck; if I want to look to the right, I have to turn my whole body in that direction, and Sukrucuk, who sees this situation, cannot wait any longer to speak.
"Max nephew, what happened? Your back is tight!"
Sukrucuk is laughing mischievously; he smelled the situation to make fun of. This man has a nose like a shark; from miles away, he gets that sweet aroma of weakness.
"The wind has entered, the wind!"