At night, Jordan, Alice, John and Oric go to consume Polo's food winter supplies as expected.
Jordan: Oric, slip through the water to the docks, when there, make interruptions, something that will lead the gatekeepers away. My child and I will wrap up. Don't fear demise. In the event that it comes, embrace. Maybe you are resting close to being a wonderful lady.
John: May destiny be caring, Oric.
Jordan: since you were eight years of age, all I heard was, "Father, father, "I need to accompany you, I'm prepared. Father, I need to battle." Well, we are right here.
The Oric blows a horn to make canines begin shouting, and the captives of Polo promptly become mindful.
Man 1: Hello! Around there! Go! Also, find!
Man 2: Take your weapons! Where could they be? Could you, at any point, see th
