Chapter 11 Company Data In Crisis
When the rogue tries to spit on me, I laugh. Kneeling, I spat in his face. "You had a poor aim; I thought I would instruct you on how to aim your spit. Now I realize we didn't have a great start; l will even ask please. Will you please tell me where the nearest pack is that you and your rogue cohorts haven't killed yet is?"
The rogue smiles a toothless grin, letting out an odor from his mouth that reeks of dead onions and other trash I can't label. Covering my nose, I kick him in the face for having such a disgusting smell coming out of his mouth.
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