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Two lackeys step onto the threshold of Brusseli's house. The fake sorceress gasps at the sight of the jewels around. - Why does this woman live in my house? - She asks Barley quietly. - These are my treasures. - Hm, no. - The hostess draws attention to herself. - The job is done, right?
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Tired of beating the spydr and noticing that his boots had gotten dirty, Osh stopped. - The mission is complete and we're still alive! - the elm solemnly declared. - Yeah, right. And how does Rizz patrol this area alone, is he the strongest sword among all?
The elm approached Vatagash and looked with disgust at the spot where the spydr had laid eggs. - Ugh! Bleh! 🤢 We need to cauterize it, in case something's left, - the elm picks up a stone, partially dips it in lava, and intends to cauterize the sword's wound.
And how do we heal? With food and magic? Stopping to rest in this place is clearly not a good idea.
The eggs had been laid in the sword's left bicep, and he doesn't resist Osh's proposed treatment - he wasn't one to be easily frightened. - It's fine, next time we'll show them a much better show!
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