Erica pondered. On one hand, "the north" owed her "something" for the pit. On the other hand, her colleagues were, more or less, mainly focused on "the west" (if Belladonna is to be believed).
- And where are mages most needed? - she asked.
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—..I can't keep up with you. —Asmidul gritted his teeth in frustration. —I suggest we come to an agreement. We destroyed your documents, but a coded copy remains. If you kill me, you won't get the keys, and you won't be able to extract them from my mind - I have immunity. Let's make a deal: I'll give you compromising information and the keys, and you'll leave me and my friends alone. What do you say?