"No. It can't be possible!". Screams Otzzana, remembering how her female friend died due to the Rätten's Mines and Claymores. "I don't want to fight those things again!".
"You say it like if you did anything useful during their ambush". Remarks Mayrzzya, inhaling deeply from the clean air in the environment. "Ryavd'Yian and N'Ïrk took care of everything".
"My Wifey cook for us those two days". Says N'Ïrk as he observes the surroundings with carefulness. "How wide is the Time Difference?".
Otzzana has a weird digital wrists watch with two distinct hours. One of them glitches for a moment, synchronizing with the local time.
"This place has a ratio of three hours to one, for fifteen hours".
{That means we have to wait 45 hours to get out of here}
"Do anyone think is doable for that Crazy Bitch to make this on purpose".
Inquires Otzzana, just to hear an unison, "Unlikely". From Ryavd'Yian and N'Ïrk.
