Clarissa raised her eyebrows skeptically.
"You want to clear out the 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 there's no turning back. Either victory or death."
A group of four warrior-scholars and three fighters gathered around Aristarkh.
Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно.
Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится.
(Закон сохранения).