- Now be quiet!
It was a commanding, low, and dignified voice. Moments later, its source appeared before the guests – it was a sword floating in the air.
- Where I was forged, heads were chopped off for breaking the silence. - Flying closer, it looks with its single eye into the eyes of the elf. - And that's not a bad idea, don't you think? To decorate this Tower with the heads of people like you!
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт