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With a tired sigh, the elf approached Araron and tried to wake him up. First, she simply shook him by the shoulder. Then, she slapped him, if that didn't work.

Tsenira realizes that it's useless.

-- Oh well.
Leroy went back to Tsonzokh Sinzeb.

The warrior returned to the city closer to evening, when it got dark. Arriving home to the sorceress, he didn't find her there and had to wait for his mistress, in the company of a skeleton servant. When she returned, she looked sternly at Leroy and asked.
- Well? Is she dead?

-It depends on what you mean. I could use something useful, against powerful enemies, so they don't kill me right away. "Despair" looks pretty good. Or that "Stone Wall" is a cool shield. Maybe something from armor.

- Isn't that a bit much? - the blacksmith asked with a smile. - What if I give you the gear, and you don't come back?