🦊 Планета Флерантор, осколки человечества 🦊

The defeated warrior is carried away on a stretcher, and Gorus approaches Tsulak.

"Not a scratch! Not bad, my friend!" the warrior slapped the weakling on the shoulder. "How are things going? Did you complete the task of the Crimson Sage?"

It seems that the large and strong Gorus was genuinely impressed by the mysterious cultist.

— I wouldn't survive the shame from the Mind Clan. — the weakling smirked, watching the defeated one leave. — I did it! With good help, we took down those scoundrels. There’s still some experience left, and I will become a real Human, one of you. But that's just the first step, because even a wretched beggar can defeat an Oil Elemental. Grow stronger and stronger!