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"Indeed, they cause quite a bit of trouble," agreed Zenira, moving the basin closer. "Why hasn't anyone come up with a spell that would allow you to create buildings? Life would be much easier. At least for us." Finishing her thought, the elf peered out of the tent and, finding a well outside, quietly cast a spell, making several hand gestures at the same time. As soon as she did this, the water, responding to the magical call, stretched out like a thin tentacle into the basin, filling it in a matter of minutes. When the task was completed, the remaining liquid returned to the well. Before carrying the water-filled basin to Laval, the necromancer cast another spell, gradually bringing its contents to what she considered the optimal temperature. Having made sure that everything was done properly, Zenira finally moved the basin to the required location and began the most difficult task – pampering her demanding colleague. And where her hands lacked flexibility, strength, or grace, water magic came into play again. It didn't quite turn out as expected, but I'm not feeling very creative right now.