Knights of Tezoth

— Thank you, — Stefania accepted the gift with a slight smile on her face. It remained to be seen whether there was a craftsman in the camp who could make her a bow before the march.

She barely had time to react when Eugene decided to insert an Ikazkan eye into Manka, who was begging with all her might for him not to do so.

— Eugene, stop! — exclaimed the Knight of the Wind, trying to prevent what was happening. But he acted too quickly, and his four warrior women surrounded him and Manka so tightly that Stefania could only do something by using a bow. And attacking her own allies, especially in such a situation, was not the best idea. All she could do was silently watch the girl's agony as the leader literally forced his gift upon her.

— Are you sure this whole eye trick is safe and won't come back to haunt you or Manka? — Stefania clarified when it was all over. — You could have at least given her a chance to think about whether she needed it.

- In our family, it is said that indecision is death. In this current endeavor, none of us has time to ponder every step. - Eugene did not voice that the fate of a random warrior woman with default stats and an AI-generated portrait was indifferent to him, and there was no reason for good things to go to waste. - Well then, shall we rest a bit and hit the road?

Revan, is there anyone in the camp I can go to to have a bow made from horns?