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Fordítási probléma jelentése
A grim day it was for I had to face this lad in a trial as Anna 'The Huntress".
I stood there in awe as this divine being, beacon of hope, leader of the survivor team was spinning me around in what they call "360s" I was left dizzy, nauseated and had no idea where I was. I saw two of them, wait no.. maybe three? I couldn't tell as my vision was left blurry being manhandled by this god. From that day onward I shall never hit a hatchet again as I wouldn't just face a singular target but multiple due to my bad vision. I dropped my axe and began to worship this Nea hoping.. that they would spare my poor soul. I sent a resignation letter to the entity and went on a long vacation hoping to never face these beings again..
(great friendly person tho, definitely deserves +rep)