Almost had a stroke today. Looked out of the window, only the steppes outside, nobody else. So I went to throw out the food remains, as far from the car as possible when these gremlins crawled out from under it, plenty of space to hide there.
Good thing they didn't stab me. The sound of twenty swords leaving their sheaths is deafening. They started barking in their own language, trying to explain something, but Kotomkin is in the hospital, and I'm not that kind of guy.
"Whatcha need?", I asked. But they just keep jumping around me, no sense trying to figure it out without the manual.
Series about exploration of the steppe nation of baytyrki in a universe that is very close to ours, and yet is different in a number of mysterious and fascinating ways.
This is a translation! The original comic is made by Joe Duncan! All rights belong to him!
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