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- Was it you who cursed me? If not, then why are you apologizing? - Letty sighs wearily, her voice lacking its former elegance. - The expedition was announced a long time ago, but since then, everyone seems to have forgotten about it.
—I can understand them. I myself would have forgotten about it if not for chance. Ikazkan is torn apart by Factions. People against the Furies, the Furies against the people, the townspeople against everyone, and the puppet masters behind the scenes. But the expedition members also cannot just give up on everyone and leave; that would be wrong towards their allies. And would you want to be in the same squad with those who feed their friends to dragons or send others to disarm the Separation Traps? The surface is a dream, a distant mystery, while the threat to current life is close and understandable. - He spreads his hands helplessly. - To pave the way out, you need to give the mistress of the Antrum Dungeon six incomprehensible books with symbols and nine portraits of a mysterious woman. She already has one, and I know about another one. You should look for them beyond the Separation, in the Abyss, probably in the Dragon Utopia; Inferno knows where else. If we don't meet again, but other seekers are found, you can tell them this information. It is still too early to give up.