We could have beat around the bush, but the truth would have come out sooner or later anyway. It was better to say everything directly, without mincing words.
— Klin,” the Tanarian placed her hand on the knight’s shoulder and smiled sadly, “we are very sorry, but the last attack by the Despair fell on Krider.
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The knight lowers his head. He tries to say something, but instead of words, he releases a cloud of cold steam.
—Krider? But why? We don’t have an army. And we don’t have emperors either. There’s nothing important there. —he murmured quietly. —But the edge of the mountain would have survived. Didn’t you see? The distant settlements weren’t affected, were they?