-- No, I have a shower at my place, -- said the American with an absolutely stoic (though tired from the journey) face. -- Ugh, what a stupid quest. Will we make it to the tavern before dark? Doesn't look like it. I hope they'll still feed us there.
-- Okay, time to get to work.
Henry asks the crowd of people wanting to bathe if they've seen a wizard nearby.

Several bathers pointed the mercenaries in the direction of the supposed wizard. Soon, the Claws found a man who matched the description of the trolls.

The wizard was enjoying the hot water of the spring, leaning back against the edge of the pool and spreading his arms. Three women were with him.

- Vanus, are they real? - asked one of them, touching the wizard's bicep.
- Of course, they're real, baby! Vanus the Stud has everything real!
- And I heard that wizards can make themselves bigger in any way they want! - said another.
- Yeah, I heard that too, - said the third.
- Ladies, ladies, - the wizard said with a smile, - only losers do that.
The wizard bent his arms at the elbows, showing off his muscles.
- All of this is the result of long and hard training, as well as proper nutrition! And good genetics. So, if you want your sons to be like this... - he winked at the girls.
They pretended to be embarrassed and giggled.

Dahlia barely holds back her laughter when she hears the wizard's name.