“On behalf of Gagra, I’m here to extend the hospitality of my beautiful city to you,” Hibla said. “Gagra welcomes you with all of its warmth, its lakes and waterfalls, its beaches and orchards. But be forewarned, if you come here with violent intentions, we will leave your corpses for the crows. We have no problem murdering every single one of you.” “Awesome speech,” Keira told her. Jim’s sister was smiling, and it didn’t look friendly. “Thank you. I worked hard on it. Please, follow me.”
