- A dismembered corpse of a local alchemist. It was lying right on this roof. If you live here, you couldn't have missed it; the stench was overwhelming.
Nikta is analyzing the imp's scent and simultaneously checking her words for lies.
It didn't seem like she was lying. Her scent was very exotic, but pleasant.
I was thinking about you and Zeikin, but in principle, they can already round up everyone.
Yes, Nebok, we're calling everyone.
- Stupid humans, - the imp commented.
Added 2 minutes later
If needed, I can probably pull myself up with a hook(?), because I remember there were some problems with the fence on the statue...
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт