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l was not so good.

cursed his luck and started to walk a little more snow. I could feel the toes began to harden, and not by that tripe saliesen precisely.

-The fate of Antarctic soldiers muttered Galnark -. Bah! The heroism of the berserker ... Bah bah Twice!

How he longed for the warmth of a good bed with bearskin rugs, and a good woman by your side to not feel alone. Although, on second thought, that was what had put him in that situation.

arrow stuck to his right, just half a meter. It was made of the best wood, how it sounded to dig into the ground, an excellent steel. In the distance he heard a series of curses, all geared towards their ancestors and, sometimes, his person.

Of course, it was much worse when a married woman was the wife of the village chief. Which used to be elected by the democratic method of "Last man standing wins."

Galnark quickened his pace, they were composed for wearing the pants in the meantime. As for the jacket ... Well, I really had no

tsentence. Front of him was a kind of ... "Mountain" was all he could think to define it, but no mountain I had seen was blue, breathing movíay. Nor had he known any mountain with wings

.

From the top, a figure all dressed in black (which, as Galnark thought was not the best choice of colors in an area completely covered by snow) is turned slightly and looked ; straight.

- Galnark Galmsoenn? - Asked the figure dressed in black, seems to takeas some help.

The berserker was a little confusing, now that was a little closer to the mountain, this had proved to be a dragon. Suddenly do not know if I wanted help from someone who was riding on a dragon fucking

.

A pair of arrows darted around him, too close to clarify the ideas.

- Only something? Help me get on that lizard and get out of here right now.

The figure dressed in black gave a slight bump up their heels andLXC Once the berserker was uploaded to the dragon, that flapped a few times, started walking faster and faster and flew away as soon as possible, while leaving behind a few arrows fired with more hope than skill and a few warriors Antarctic frustrated.

Not even three minutes after you have found something that looked like a blue mountain while fleeing from their neighbors, Galnark was a dragon, flying. North.