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By the time he met the master, Ottar was so exhausted that he could no longer speak in his usual manner.
– Aha... – he replied. – Spend the night there... it's contagious... one hundred percent... although if you're very strong, it might be less... By the way, tentacles.
Having said this, Ottar collapsed to the floor.
– Tentacles... it's good to have tentacles, but it's not very good when tentacles have you, – Blooddrinker muttered to himself. – Were they there? If it hurts, then they were.
He wasted quite a few valuable potions... but, well, what difference does it make?