As Limtrot cowered under the table he looked over at the prone, lifeless agent. He noticed that the agent was clutching a leather satchel. Limtrot quickly scampered over to the agent, grasped the satchel from his bone-white hands and scurried back under the table. As Limtrot opened the satchel he could not believe what he saw.
(скрий) Ако чакате да направите ход, чукнете на "промени" в съседство с "опресняване" на главната страница, после нагласете на 30 секунди за да видите по-скоро кога сте на ход. (Servant) (покажи всички подсказки)