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It seems the maid was struck by lightning harder than she initially thought. After taking a few steps, it was as if someone had cut the supporting threads of her limbs, and she fell onto the autumn ground of the Moon Park.
- Oh, Sir Death Knight, it's a good thing you're undead, otherwise things could have turned out badly.
—How much worse could it get, with my "luck"... You know, you're not even the first person to fall because of me in the last week. —the knight grumbled gloomily. —Well, let me help you. There's a bench over there, you can rest. Although, maybe it would be better to go to the hospital? It's chilly in the evenings these days, and you don't have a warm sweater or good boots.