He walks over, unhurried. He isn't worried about Ciri. She can handle herself against a few starving prisoners. What he doesn't want is any bloodshed in the first place if they can help it. Not for anyone's sake but theirs.
A fight's still a fight. And they can't afford to waste the effort or risk injury. Not down here.
A few feet from Ciri, he stops. He doesn't yet say anything, but he's certainly looming over her shoulder. One of the men glances at him, then back to Ciri.
This is your fault! Now you're stealing our food, too? ]
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He walks over, unhurried. He isn't worried about Ciri. She can handle herself against a few starving prisoners. What he doesn't want is any bloodshed in the first place if they can help it. Not for anyone's sake but theirs.
A fight's still a fight. And they can't afford to waste the effort or risk injury. Not down here.
A few feet from Ciri, he stops. He doesn't yet say anything, but he's certainly looming over her shoulder. One of the men glances at him, then back to Ciri.
This is your fault! Now you're stealing our food, too? ]