When the raft has downloaded on water, Andrey has darted a glance at the rock — there the Kyrgyz archer was slowly filled up forward, struck with several arrows. The master has driven a raft on a shallow, at this moment because of the rock...
Shinkarev has mentally sworn. The saber remained ashore — an inexcusable oversight. Between two yurtas for a moment the person with the tense onions has seemed — Andrey has hardly left from an arrow, having rushed for the next yurta. What to do...
