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Mr. Tarkhalas enters the hall, accompanied by three guards armed with one-handed swords. - What's going on here? Lucas, why haven't you closed up yet? - Mr. Tarkhalas, your brother... - Oh! Tarkhi, - exclaimed Tuor. - I'm just trying to make a deal here. You thought she was a waitress, but she needs to work somewhere else. However, her friend refuses to let her be "rented out." Maybe you can convince him? Tarkhalas carefully examined Etal and said: - What an idiot you are, Tuor. You always get involved where you shouldn't. Grab the girl, and kill the guy, - he ordered his guards.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт

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