Brandt's POV
Engorou and Grady had found something in common to talk about for a few hours. Dogs. Different breeds around the world. Their favorit their least favorit and Engorou also took some time to examine Komots.
We were on a rickety old bridge when I decided enough was enough. I turned around quickly "Okay, if I hear one lebih word about anjing and I swear I'll claw your tongues off." That got them but, while I was turned around I sensed a presence. "Move!"
A Kunai pisau was thrown out of nowhere and snapped the rope on the side of the bridge that we were trying to get to. Grady grabs Engorou...
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