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The Cult's raid on the gathering ended in a massacre. The Cult thugs, used to never getting hit back and beating the weak, were met with a fitting resistance.
The activist dogs gave the cultists a good thrashing and kicked them off their territory.
A satisfying victory that, of course, won't come back to haunt the activists later.
Political upheaval was still there, but there were some bright spots in the dogs' lives.
🐴 On the outskirts of the city, a small cart appeared, drawn by a mechanical (or magical?) horse. The reins were held by an elderly guy wearing a purple robe with a pattern of golden stars. A lengthy white beard and bushy brows adorned the traveler's face.
The dogs, sensing magical things, noisily followed the cart to the central square of Dogtown 🐶 Upon arriving, the old man unloaded a pile of bundles, all marked with a bright red "G."
🧙 Of course, "G" stood for "Gavkus," and next to the boxes stood the wizard himself, recognized by all as a master of tricks, magic, and enchantment.
He had other business that was more serious and dangerous than tricks and stunts, but the pack didn’t know or think about that.
"That strange old dog spouts nonsense!" the pups exclaimed, as the elder listened and laughed.
He came to Dogtown occasionally and never remained long, but he was well-known, if not by face, then by reputation.
So, what are the dogs expecting from their beloved wizard's performance?
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