Life had never been a long calm river and, every day that the good Lord made, I was totally aware of it, accepting it with relative bravery, however... lately, I had to admit that it looked like a man-eating river with full-on menstrual cramps, completely enraged.
No more quads.
We could admire the fabulous landscape stretching out before us as far as the eye could see. A landscape bathed in orange-yellow rays, giving an almost peaceful and magical aspect to this cursed place.
Ulrich, Mallok, Cahl and I... on foot? No way.
I burst out into a sour laugh as Cahl didn't seem very surprised that Arkadi had left, taking care to leave us without a vehicle.
I thought he was nice, the farm-animal loving Russian. In reality, he was actually a bastard.
My annoyed eyes fell on the original mode
