Halfway down the slope, the Elezen lost his balance further and fell on his face, sliding down the latter half of the dune head first. As he slid to a stop near the two Miqo'te, he lifted his head and spit a bit of sand from him mouth. The young man blinked up at the readied bow with a grimace. "Oy! Don't shoot! Don't shoot! I 'ave so much to live for! I've a wife an' kids an'... Wait, no, I don't have either of those... Um... Still don't shoot!" he rambled on, remaining on his stomach while lifting his hands.




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