Sakuramoria

-- Wasn't that more interesting just now, right? -- Varya, who had involuntarily held her breath during the fall, was now speaking very quietly. "I wonder, are these fruits some kind of local legend? Why do I keep encountering them?" Refiteyka very carefully and disgustedly, but quickly, feels the ground. Perhaps they imagined a dragon's lair or something like that... Although, no, why would they turn off the lights then?