A fucking pigeon… all of it depending on a fucking pigeon… Daisy thought as she just realized that if the pigeon doesn't make its way there or something happens, who knows, a fucking eagle might hunt it down, then she is fucked, and used an item for nothing.
[System: That's how it works, but don't worry, it is not one pigeon but three.]
Ohh, so backup pigeons with the same message. How good is that? She sighed, though it wasn't just the pigeons themselves that were a bit worrying, but what Zarah and Böring said to her.
Those soldiers were fucked up, both physically and mentally. They had lost many of their comrades, had just come down from a fucking mountain in the middle of a snow blizzard, and in the end, all of that suffering had been for nothing.
