Husky rose, rose as fast as once in the forest. His hair was already aching from the blows, blood oozing from his nose and lips, and he was drowning in it, but from childhood accustomed to beatings, tried not to notice this.
- Answer me, what’s your name – required executioner – and the ground, in the land of seeing.
- Roma – he replied shaking with fear voice.
Another blow did not wait, he fell again, but got the very fast as it should, and dropped his eyes to the ground, because he was told so.
- Who are you pussy, suchara is not your real name, and now is your name “husky”, or you forgot, I can refresh your memory!
- Do not, I remembered – quietly whispered beaten.
- It’s good that he remembered. Mallu chat.