"What, these are what you call totems?"
Seeing the wooden figures I held in the palm of my hand, each the size of my index finger, my party mates all yelled at the same time, but Plague's voice was the loudest.
"What's wrong? Didn't like them?"
I asked, slapping a crooked smile on my face, winding them up more and more. Sukrucuk was the first to attack; he snatched up the Köçek figure dancing and twirling its skirts.
"This is him, I'm as sure of it as I am of my own name, this is him. One of the first bosses of the Starter Village, actually, the boss in my zone!"
Look how he remembers; well, of course, their clash wasn't something to be forgotten. Two big badasses going head-to-head, putting all their skills on display.
"Yep, that's him, and the others will look very familiar too!"
