“– I’ll show you how to pester decent people! Just like that, as soon as he swung his proven, lovingly whittled club, tea, not a consumer craft, but a genuine hand-made item, the creature immediately darted away quickly, without even having time to do it once along the ridge warm up. He runs away, such a brute, he’s afraid to take a fair fight... He’s a filthy mutant. They say that there used to be a lot of them here, when the Zone was still there, more evil than these..."