Roxy was already feverish with excitement, and the panther tried to drive me away from the post with decisive pokes of its head into my stomach, as if preventing a stupid kitten from sticking its paw into the socket.

As a result, I could not reach these damn fetters. After another poke of the panther, I stumbled over a stone and flew back. Nothing happened to me: I was very successfully picked up by Alex. But the knife, which accidentally slipped out of his hand, flew into Mikael's face and cut open his cheek...

- Oh, sorry, sorry, sorry! - I wailed in shock, throwing myself on the wounded soldier's...