"Plus there's the fact that we're underground, surrounded by hostile bugs and whatever else, and you two have decided to squabble like children," Roze states, crossing her arms over her chest. "We're all tired, Horgus. You're free to go wandering off on your own, though, if you like. When we find your corpse, I'll say a little prayer over it to a god of your choosing. Else sit down and shut up, or start contributing in battle, and maybe we'll care about what you have to say."

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