🦊 Планета Флерантор, осколки человечества 🦊

Clarissa raised her eyebrows skeptically. “You want to clear out a Chrot lair? Unexpected for a bookworm who can’t even hold a weapon,” said the old woman, who clearly knew a thing or two about battles. “That’s not a bad idea. The Chrots have been getting increasingly brazen lately. I’ll give you a small squad, and my best fighters will meet you at the lair. Deal? But just so we're clear, there’s no turning back. Either victory or death.” A group of four warrior experts and three fighters gathered around Aristarkh.