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Etal spat disdainfully to the side.
- Sorry, friend, but I'm not going to peek into your tent.
It's hard to say what exactly – her behavior, appearance, or attitude towards Maniel – repelled the demon.
Etal followed the neglected fairy enchantress to unleash his temper once again.

- Demonic trash, - the elf sniffed, raised her nose, and went off to set up her tent herself.

Reaching the laboratory, the mercenaries found the doors locked. Using one of the keys, they managed to unlock them. This time, Krailos felt extremely unwell. Returning from reconnaissance, Naada reported.
- Mental trickery. It won't be possible to launch a surprise attack. I barely managed to remain unnoticed myself.