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Perhaps, this was due to her training with Tesira, but the elven woman hardly paid attention to the dismissive attitude of her interlocutors. It wasn't that she liked it, but she perceived it more as a familiar routine. Therefore, despite Lavala's difficult character, Cenira greeted her with a wide smile.
- As you can see, there's no one here. But don't be upset, Lav, I brought mana potions with me. And something even better, - the necromancer took a ring out of her bag, - have you heard about the fog that surrounded the mayor's estate? As it turns out, this thing was to blame. It lulled the weak-willed, and made others, like me, fight with pieces of furniture. And all without any alcohol - pure magic!