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"
And
so
it
should
be
,
"
said
the
customs
officer
.
"
The
special
army
,
skipper
,
is
n't
just
any
old
unit
.
It
's
not
some
shitty
shield-bearers
who
just
need
to
be
shown
which
end
of
the
javelin
pricks
.
A
special
army
has
to
know
how
to
fight
like
nobody
's
business
!
"
"
So
you
're
such
a
fierce
warrior
,
are
you
,
Olsen
?
And
the
Squirrels
,
are
n't
you
afraid
of
them
?
That
they
'll
spike
your
arse
with
arrows
?
"
"
Big
deal
!
I
know
how
to
draw
a
bow
too
.
I
've
already
fought
Nilfgaard
,
so
elves
are
nothing
to
me
.
"
"
They
say
,
"
Boatbug
said
with
a
shudder
,
"
if
someone
falls
into
their
hands
alive
,
the
Scoia
'
taels
'
...
It
's
better
they
had
n't
been
born
.
They
'll
be
tortured
horrifically
.
"
"
Ah
,
do
yourself
a
favour
and
shut
your
face
,
skipper
.
You
're
babbling
like
a
woman
.
War
is
war
.
You
whack
the
enemy
in
the
backside
,
and
they
whack
you
back
.
Captured
elves
are
n't
pampered
by
our
men
either
,
do
n't
you
worry
.
"
"
The
tactic
of
terror
.
"
Linus
Pitt
threw
the
burbot
's
head
and
backbone
overboard
.
"
Violence
breeds
violence
.
Hatred
has
grown
into
hearts
...
and
has
poisoned
kindred
blood
...
"
"
What
?
"
Olsen
grimaced
.
"
Use
a
human
language
!
"
"
Hard
times
are
upon
us
.
"
"
So
they
are
,
true
,
"
agreed
Boatbug
.
"
There
's
sure
to
be
a
great
war
.
Every
day
the
sky
is
thick
with
ravens
,
they
smell
the
carrion
