🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

- So, you're going to go with randoms, old man? Eh, - Ghenza waved his hand at Girre. - But on the other hand, who else will look after them if not you, so they don't kill each other? Phew! It's clear that the order came from the very top.

- Beautiful... - the Fire Elemental suddenly said. - What do you think, Su... I mean... Zibaba...

- I think, and I've been thinking my whole life, my highly respected pirate friend, that of all the possible archetypes of women, each of which is good in its own way, two are capable of igniting a greater flame in the heart of a warrior-poet than others: this is naive, cheerful energy, naturally flowing into a warming image that soothes the rough, weathered soul, evoking a desire to protect it, or thoughtful, beautiful mystery, attracting with its little-known nature. I don't feel either of these at first glance, however, despite this, there is something elusive, as if between the lines... as if the longer you look, the more you feel it. Not a sharp katana iaido, cutting the opponent like a straw dummy, and not a technical fight in which you always know in advance what the opponent will do, and you carefully prevent each of his steps, thereby breaking his spirit, but rather a long, smooth dance, after which the opponent drops his blade with complete surprise and acceptance, as if he was even pleased with such a strange defeat, although in reality he was not your equal.

Having finished this physiognomic analysis based on a single cropped photo, he shrugged: - But that's just me getting lyrical. The success of the operation is paramount, - in fact, he was very glad that he wouldn't have to eliminate her, so he started talking. Pretending that he had correctly solved the riddle from the very beginning, Si and Ze nod. - What do you say? There will be some kind of tour there too. By the way, do you know Calcite?