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In a dark room, deep in the Understone, far from the eyes of Sandor Rackoci, two high-ranking Nomads of the Magyar Raiders discussed the possession of a land around the Triglav, a small Slovenian town called Tolmin. "Mr. Kanaleck," said one of the lieutenants. A bearded, long-haired man, wearing the vest of his biker gang. “My gang and I have been in control of Tolmin's ecological park for many years! This region is rightfully ours! "However, Lieutenant Selko," Kanaleck replied, peacefully and with a smile on his face. “My family has lived in Tolmin for over a hundred years. It's only fair that we own the region. When Kanaleck finished speaking, Selko stood up and slammed both hands on the table. Behind him, his biker gang prepared for a skirmish. At the same time, Kanaleck gets to his feet, and behind them, his bureaucratic friends also prepare for conflict. - He arrives! shouted a voice that came through the door. - What's going on here? When the lieutenants noticed Sandor Rakoci coming through the door. The two took a stance of respect, and all the thugs followed their leaders. "Sir," Selko began. “The Tolmin region is under dispute, but it is my right to have the dominance of the region, held by my gang many years ago. "And my family has lived there much longer," Kanaleck said. 'Over a hundred years ago!' Sandor expressed his disappointment face. He sat at the table and dropped his rifle on it. Then he removed his monocle and took a deep breath. "My dears, all this here," said Sandor, circling his hand and referring to the city of Understone. — all of this was built on a single pillar. The Union! And what do we have here today? My two main factions fighting each other. This is a disappointment to me. Everyone was silent, looking at each other, sharing the feeling of frustration and regret. "I have a solution," Sandor continued. “You are two powerful factions here. I suppose they have a good stock of planes. Am I right? Selko and Kanaleck nodded. "Then it's done!" You will compete against Tolmin in a race, on the Precipices of Death! Everyone was terrified by the declaration of the supreme leader of the Magyar Raiders. - And this dispute, it will be now!