Zagor Page #3

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here, here, at the end of the wood.

Ouch, I cannot any longer! Ouch! Ouch!

We are too late, the worst

has already happened.

Ah, White-faced...

He is moving, he is alive, Zagor,

he hasn't croaked yet!

No need, no...

I'll help you, you've lost a lot of blood.

The Ghost with the Ax, give up

trying, I've betrayed my tribe,

I don't deserve to live anymore, give up...

No! Don't speak anything

and save your strength, you'll need it.

I'll try to take away

the bullet and heal your wound now.

Aloha! There is still some meet left here,

I'll have a snack meanwhile.

Plump boy! Give up

the food now, our mate is dying here!

Go and pick some plants

so that I can put it on his wound.

Ooo, f***ing, am I going to eat

as a man in my life ever?

Squeeze your teeth,

this will be painful for sure.

Where could I find it now?

If I had ever wanted to be a herbs gatherer,

I would have owned my office,

with kitchen and fat female cook.

You were lucky...

the bullet didn't go deeply.

Now, I only have to bandage your wound,

and later on you should rest yourself.

Let me see what he told?

Plantain, I know that, moss... all right...

Easies, boy, don't move.

Here it is, Zagor, I believe this is

going to be more than enough for you.

Very well, plump boy!

In the right time, give it to me and

I'll put it on the wound to

recover as soon as better.

Chico, you will stay with

Crazy Jackal and take care of him!

I'm about to cheese the band!

Please, Ghost with the Ax, save my squaw...

She is in the wood with ghosts...

Maybe she is in a deadly danger...

Please hurry up, take my horse.

Don't worry, I am going there

and that bastards will pay me!

Zagor, take care of yourself,

you'll need luck more than anything else,

the Ghost Wood is more

than dangerous place.

You are right!

Good bye, plump boy,

and take care of him,

I am going to find his horse.

...And so on, after three days,

ups, hours of riding...

Ohoho! The situation stinks!

Let me see what this is.

Wait, one moment of patience my crony!

Thousand of my drums,

the wood is becoming more and thicker!

As I thought, we can go no longer together.

Never mind, thank you, horse,

you are a good mate. Ok, bye, the old one!

Guys, it seems that we have a company.

Some fool is just behind us.

Let make him a flick, before

he dares to crash into our hideout!

You are right, give me

those patrons from a mad professor.

They will hold him up forever.

Easier, band! I am a commander here.

Give me those patrons so

that we can make him an ambush.

Thousand of my drums!

Where does this come from?

Ouch, damn, this smoke

is choking me, my head...

Ouch, where I am?

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