Tiamoni stopped at an inconspicuous rock.
One-eye was breathing raggedly, clinging tightly to Romulus. Her mind kept replaying the image of that frightening woman with no legs, flying at her and Romulus.
"What happened, Mount Shimare? Why?.. Why is my life a continuous stream of Shimare masses of Gamumoru? What kind of amulan ranon miakl me to spoil sama like this? For what?!
I just want to live, you namyakannye aborashi! To live and be happy that I live!"
Romulus's arm ached: it was almost torn off, and his head was spinning. The invisibility Pae hesitated, wanting to escape.
[ Invisibility and light are two incompatible things. If it wasn't for the pae of speed, I would be sneezing blood, hehe.
However, I must admit it was awkward: Susannah thought Tiamoni had chewed off my jaw. ]
The boy patted the girl on the back.
Tiamoni wiped away her tears, but she could not calm Haffan down.
"Your mother is ... lively! Jump on your hands ... Shi... shi-shi" one-eye forced a laugh.
***
A dwarf was rushing across the rocky terrain. Gob was melting the severed palm to his native hand as he ran.
Screams were heard from behind the rocks and magma rivers. The monster disappeared into the crevice.
"Death! Death!!"
"F-f-f-fou-u-u-und-d-d-d!!!"
A man in a shabby robe was riding a legless ranon. Gob's eyes popped out of the gaps.
[ Aha, clearly… In the Fire Avalanche, there are practically no poisons that cause hallucinations. And I definitely didn't interact with any of them.
Only if he is not from the Mushroom Forest or the Cemetery of Souls. Also, my mind is not polluted by psychoses.
So this is happening for real? ]
The man in the robe shouted, like a mighty horseman urging indricotherium on. And ranon's faithful steed sped up.
[ This most likely has a clear and logical explanation. But my rich imagination does not have the strength to find it. ]
Gob scratched his crooked nose thoughtfully. Strange strangers were moving away.
[ Go after them? I have already participated in battles recently. ]
The dwarf flexed his wrist joint.
[ My pae of life, passion and fire are unstable. My hand can fail at a crucial moment. But there is no visible threat: the eccentric and ferocious ranon of the orange shin, exhausted and wounded. ]
The man and Ranon left the field of vision.
Gob sighed, taking out a translucent coin.
[ Well, a coin with a face value of fourteen original ones. It was my turn to help me out again.
If a Gamu falls out, I'll stay, Moru - I'll take a chance!"
He tossed a coin.
[ It's not enough for me to just live and eat.
Unlike the wild gobs, we is the Awakened flock of the Shepherd of Light, need something more.
In my case, this is the Truth. For my name is Kohrun, the cultivator of the orange shin. ]
***
Tiamoni checked the flask: the number of cracks increased.
"Romulus... my flask... she," the girl bit her lip. "Now it is clear why the promotion of ranks is so difficult. For cheating, sama punishes…
In addition to the cracks, the girl noticed areas with an orange tint.
"I wanted to seal the flask of the orange shin with the help of a red foot, that's stupid! A flask of pae is neither an arm nor a leg for you. This organ is much more complicated, although it looks simple.
If nothing is done, my flask will either degrade or split, and I ... I just… O Supreme One! ]
Romulus patted Tiamoni on the head. Because of his smaller stature, the boy had to stand on tiptoe again.
"Shee-shee-shee! Thank you, Romulus. Yes, I should calm down."
The boy nodded and then pointed with his finger. [ It's time for us to get back. ]
Tiamoni looked where Romulus was pointing.
"Romulus, there's nothing there."
[ Yeah… It will be difficult, but doable, I hope…
Time for Hilarious Pantomimes from Romulus Duum! ]
"Two fingers? It's like a little man walking. Do you want to go somewhere? Um ... can you show me that gesture again?
Oh... Romulus ..."
Tiamoni blushed.
"Did I understand you correctly? Shi-shi, I don't mind hugs."
[ It's harder than I thought… We urgently need to find another solution! Only Dral knows what can happen to my second family. Come on, Romulus Duum, think fast.
I don't have a jaw. Tiamoni is terrible at guessing pantomimes. What is at hand? Can I write a request on the rock? ]
Romulus took a sharp stone and scribbled a message: [ We need to go back to the cave! ]
Tiamoni looked gray:
"R-Romulus... I... I can't read ... in Kelonian...
[ Funny, very funny. What's next? How can I convey a request without being able to pronounce the sounds myself? ]
Romulus examined himself from head to toe, finding nothing useful. Then the boy looked at the girl. His gaze caught on her mouth.
- Romulus?.. Tiamoni blushed, but soon cleared her throat and banished shyness. "Shee-shee! Romulus, you're looking at my mouth like it's made of sugar. Maybe you should try it again?
[ Tiamoni! You've been acting like a modest person lately. Shee-shee-shee!.. eh?! What ... ]
The guy's fingers got into the girl's mouth.
[ Is this bad or good?! Why does any of my flirtations with Romulus end in some kind of shimare incidents? ]
Romulus pressed on his facial muscles – his lips moved. The guy nodded, then gently pressed his throat. The girl's breathing stopped.
Romulus fumbled for a long time, frowning, until...
[ What ... my tongue! It's moving! ]
[ Well, I was finally able to find this point. Still, you can forget this skill in seven years. ]
[ Mount Shimare, my bundles! ]
"Go back to…" Romulus saw the veins in Tiamoni's neck bulge. The girl wheezed.
"Keon!.." she said in a strangled voice before completely losing her voice.
Romulus turned gray.
[ This trick worked on Glau and on me – on the people of my world…
Yes, and on old Henry. Hehe, how naive I am. Just because we look the same doesn't mean that we have the same physiology and the same race. It seems that Tiamoni is not an ordinary person. ]
Tiamoni opened her mouth wide.
No matter how much the girl tried to squeeze out at least a sound, any attempt was in vain.
[ My voice! Romulus, for what? ] Tiamoni began to cry silently.
The mute Romulus embraced Tiamoni. The girl lightly stepped on the guy's foot, but still kissed him on the cheek.
[ How can I be angry for such a responsive baby for a long time. Why, he's the first one who kissed my spoiled half and didn't throw up his guts. Shi-shi-shi! ]