| 1 |
|
qst201103_0010 |
82 |
The note said for us to look somewhere
around here... |
| 2 |
|
qst201103_0020 |
82 |
Not a single soul in sight... |
| 3 |
|
qst201103_0030 |
82 |
Any chance someone was pulling a fast
one on us? |
| 4 |
|
qst201103_0040 |
82 |
Someone play tricksies on us? |
| 5 |
|
qst201103_0050 |
82 |
I doubt it. 'Cos really, who'd go this far
to play tricks on us? |
| 6 |
|
qst201103_0060 |
82 |
Get back, my lady! |
| 7 |
|
qst201103_0070 |
82 |
Whuh?! |
| 8 |
|
qst201103_0080 |
82 |
Dromarch! Are you all right?! |
| 9 |
|
qst201103_0090 |
82 |
I'm fine. It seems they never intended
to actually hit us. |
| 10 |
|
qst201103_0100 |
82 |
Again with the lance? I really don't get this. |
| 11 |
|
qst201103_0110 |
82 |
There! I see someone! |
| 12 |
|
qst201103_0120 |
82 |
They running away! |
| 13 |
|
qst201103_0130 |
82 |
Let's go after them! Uhh...or not. |
| 14 |
|
qst201103_0140 |
82 |
Indeed. I don't believe we'd be able
to catch up. |
| 15 |
|
qst201103_0150 |
82 |
But never mind that. Is there something
written on this lance too? |
| 16 |
|
qst201103_0160 |
82 |
Lemme check that right now! |