Bilka was swirling around a tent where three oldest members of tribe, advisors and leader were discussing something. agama pretended to just sharpen their knife with a rock, but it was already so sharp that you could shave with it. one of elders raised her voice and almost made Bilka cut themselves we can't let our old quells start a new war! she said and Bilka immediately lost interest in sharpening, coming to look for you instead to spill some tea
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