Heroist
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It seems that Asmidul has been a Black Knight all along, because traveling around the entire kingdom, stopping in several cities, and spending as much time on it as Camistella spends on one city is clearly not the strength of a living person, but of a Netherese warrior!
– You're not in a hurry at all, comrade, – Camistella said instead of greeting. – We agreed to meet at the pyramid when you finish checking. Less than a day has passed, and you've already gone home to rest! Never mind. I decided to look for the source of energy in your house, and I have a terrible suspicion that even if we find the exact location of the source in Stalemide... we won't be able to do anything about it. Your bed is just a bed, completely indifferent to any attempts to understand it, although there is no doubt: it's all about it.
Or about collecting Asmidul's genetic material. Don't you want to collect it again, by the way? The occasion is suitable.
Waving his hand, he overcomes the desire to throw the uninvited guests out through the broken door. Since they are all connected by invisible bonds of the Black Knight, he needs to come to terms with "what" and "who" he has at hand. —..Tea, coffee? —he finally nods towards the kitchen. —Since we're all here, let's at least exchange information.
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