Fortune telling for a reporter is interrupted by a police raid on Polka's building, and the necromancer could find himself on the wrong end of a frame-up. Does he have a new enemy, or is he caught in the crossfire between underworld power brokers?
Oh, crap. It's Urai.
.بئسًا. إنه أوراي
Scheiße, das ist doch Urai.
Oh, no. Es Urai.
Ah, mierda. Es Urai.
Mince, voilà Urai.
Merda, ma quello è Urai.
Ah, droga. É o Urai.
Вот же ж чёрт! Урай тут!
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