[ It's something unique to listen to the sounds of a man's bones knit together within seconds, minutes. Geralt on his part is sturdy, but not that sturdy, which means his arm is still bleeding where the jagged rocks sliced it open and he's now missing half a nail.
It'll grow back.
He rises to his feet, too. Glances up and up at the marble curves around the mountain. The sight is unlike anything he's seen before. ]
No shit. [ Yeah. It isn't his mountain. ] Dropped in. Last time, it was some sort of...maze.
[ He doesn't want to get into details. His company during the last excursion was. Complicated. He walks forward. The sun is sinking. Perhaps there's shelter they can find. ]
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It'll grow back.
He rises to his feet, too. Glances up and up at the marble curves around the mountain. The sight is unlike anything he's seen before. ]
No shit. [ Yeah. It isn't his mountain. ] Dropped in. Last time, it was some sort of...maze.
[ He doesn't want to get into details. His company during the last excursion was. Complicated. He walks forward. The sun is sinking. Perhaps there's shelter they can find. ]
We should keep moving.