🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

"So, they finally found the Calcite Rats. I won't let them take me alive" - this was his first thought, but it was immediately replaced by new auditory input.

Carefully examining the stranger - so this is what a dream team of artificial meat enthusiasts looks like? - he glances in the desired direction.
He takes out a photograph, compares it, and shakes his head:
- It doesn't look like her. The face can be easily stolen, but not the mannerisms," he shows the man - the pose in the photo, taken in the theologians, clearly does not match the current robotic one, in which she stands waiting for something.

—The face, perhaps, but not the way of speaking. —the botanist was slightly confused. —In any case, it was Lin Shi who recognized you from the photograph, and we can track the mark of the Black Knight on you anyway.

- What does "ate" mean... What kind of "knight"?

—The one who "killed" you and all of us a year ago. Only this was not a vision or a dream, as you probably convinced yourself, but a curse inflicted by him. Let me guess, you've recently started having nightmares about him again, and red spots have appeared on your body? —rolling up his sleeve, he demonstrates the disfigured flesh on his wrist, extending to his shoulder. —We are all in the same boat, victims of this scoundrel, and that's what I'm trying to make you understand.