The stranger woke up with obvious displeasure and looked at Dervos with a long, heavy gaze.
– Alright, enough is enough. It's time to settle the score.
Our brave guard's face makes close contact with a level 30 fist and goes to rest with the rest of his body. When Dervos comes to, there is no trace of the stranger.
– The captain orders you to appear at the festival, – someone from the guard announced through the door and immediately left.
Oh, what did this guy even want? And why is everyone, storyteller damn it, so concerned about this festival?!