The mysterious Civil visits the Corpse God to have his fortune told, and the encounter surprises both of them. The necromancer draws a step closer to the traces of his old world, but are they friend or foe?
Don't mind him, my foolish pupil.
.لا تكترث له يا تلميذي الأحمق
Mach dir keinen Kopf, dummer Lehrling.
No le hagas caso, mi tonto pupilo.
No le hagas caso, mi tonto pupilo.
Oublie ça, imbécile de disciple.
Non farci caso, mio stupido allievo.
Não se incomode, meu tolo aprendiz.