[What a sight. Sieghart squints at the newcomers. The headless body is, horribly, what brings him the most calm since this adventure started, because he must be on the right track. Then a familiar voice booms from behind the bearded mask and Sieghart climbs onto his feet once again.
He sways and staggers back a step, splashing the water behind him, from the vertigo. His wrapped hand reaches out to touch the child's shoulder in order to steady himself.]
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He sways and staggers back a step, splashing the water behind him, from the vertigo. His wrapped hand reaches out to touch the child's shoulder in order to steady himself.]
What do you think I'm doing?