-- My name is Thorstein Ragnarsson, -- the northerner extends his hand to Cassius, a sharp gaze from under low eyebrows surveys the knight's equipment, and a bushy mustache curls into a smile -- something in the appearance of his interlocutor seemed interesting to him. -- I saw your battles. You fight well. Why didn't you take the championship, in your opinion?
- Thank you for the kind words. I think I lacked strength and accuracy. There is something to improve.
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Ottar thought deeply about his life.
Received 100 psychic damage, Ottar's brain explodes, Ottar dies
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт