WOLVIRE
However, Reksa the devil turned a glance to examine Hugo and he smiled and nodded his head.
“Yes, exactly like that, it is stopped,” he said in a friendly voice.
“How can you be sure?” I said.
Hugo snorted behind the old man. “I hate to say this, but I quite agree with what the wolvire bitch said.”
I looked behind Reksa and glared at Hugo. “Bitch, you say? How many times have I said that I did not— ”
“He already understands,” Reksa suddenly cut me off. “He is just still annoyed, that's all.”
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