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"— What do you think about those red-assed ones?" — Stephanie asked her colleague. — "Are you planning to dissect them into something valuable too?"
- Let others pick up the trash thrown past the street bin. They had as much intelligence as the uneducated masses — ordinary monsters. - It seems we're at a crossroads, — noted Odlid, — where will we go ourselves, and where will we send our copies from the parallel history?
— How much more unexplored crap will we encounter on our way? — Stephanie exhaled wearily. Her muscles burned from everything they had been through. — Considering that we need to look for some alternative routes, I'd try turning left. Otherwise, sooner or later, when heading back, we risk losing people. Not to mention that if our army moves forward, after these two zones nothing but scraps will remain of it. And what do you think, Eugene?
Finding a bit more free time between moving through locations, Stephanie decided to reproduce on paper the battle with the Sordka that took place during the camp setup in Ikazkan:
Ikazkan Expedition. Beginning
Participants: the entire army of Guildaria
When after the explosion all the warriors of Guildaria were coming to their senses and setting up camp, while our leader was giving an inspiring speech, a huge sordka (who it was became known a little later; at the time she was just a big horned woman to everyone) with enormous horns and far from kind intentions sneaked into the camp. So Lord Adalard had no choice but to order the units standing closest to her to attack.
And as soon as the battle began, the giant warrior woman summoned terrifying skeletons into the fight. Those who weren't torn apart by the bone creatures were blown up by a single glance from this dark-skinned warrior woman. But no matter how hard the monsters led by the sordka tried, our army prevailed through numbers and coordinated tactics.
Those who could maintain a safe distance began to shoot — they loaded their bows with explosive arrows and, at Adalard Grimm's command, started firing upward at the ceiling. Physics did its job, and soon the giantess, along with her army of the dead, was buried under the rocks. However, that was far from everything.
The sordka, clinging to life with all her might, began hurling stones in all directions through sheer will and physical effort. The risk was absolute for everyone, and even Lord Adalard was forced to fend off the projectiles.
There was nothing left but to fire explosive arrows upward again at the lord's command, and to keep doing so until the spirit of the Ikazkan warrior woman finally left her body. Victory, but at a very heavy price.
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