I gave DQueene a quick smile and then turned around in fury:
"Oh, yeah... you're good in distracting, Mister! You promised to take care of him... and now?"
I gulped down my tears, waved to Jurak and said vaguely:
"Jurak? Those are my comrades... well, a part of them, I'm sure, you're all capable of introducing yourselves."
Then my eyes started to glint: Jolie still had a goddamn sword.... my forefinger secretly drew the small R&P rune and directed it to the weapon... With a grim smile I watched one little spot of rust growing on it...
Let time decide, Kiya, I thought full of revenge.
"Jolie? BTW, your amulet is just a pebble now. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/badsmile2.gif" alt="" />"
[color:"#00ced1"]Yes!!! It didn't pay to be good - well, not all the time...[/color][color:"#a0a0ff"] The tune of revenge hummed in my blood... slitted eyes... hurt... looking for weakness...[/color]
