🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

- Hmm, - Sparta licked her lips suggestively, instilling in the visitor a feeling of blissful anticipation, - words are just an a cappella for our bodies, let's go.
The priestess led him after her into one of the chambers and clearly demonstrated what the ways of Nanaya were - with the persistence of Thrace, the experience of Sonata, and the audacity of Bazhena.

It was truly a religious experience. Ushumgallu lay silently, motionless, afraid to prematurely scare away the slowly receding trance of erotic intoxication. He felt like a winner. A king. At that moment, he didn't need to take Barsina.

The feeling of reality returned faster than he would have liked. First, the world in which there were only him, Sparta, and the invisible spirit of Nanaya acquired the boundaries of the chamber, then - the Temple, where Lydia was probably still prowling in search of a victim, and after that - all of Anuzish, where his Pharisee comrades, the university, guilds, the Black Knight, and the ever-present shadow of his father awaited him. Ushumgallu got up, sighing with a slight sadness. He didn't really want to return to this world, but he knew that it would pass soon.

-- This is true art. No, it's a true mystery, -- Ushumgallu brushed his hair off his forehead, smiling faintly. -- I'll have to do it again.

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I'll just remind you that last time, a button that came off led to a riot, a catastrophe, and a series of deaths, so be careful there with your desires.