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Peeking out from behind the tree once more, Lindeskar saw that one of the elves was already sitting in front of the bloodied corpse, muttering something. The words were unintelligible, but overall it sounded like... a prayer? The young elf tried to remember his home village, the small church in the middle of it, and the priest there. Of course, he had never been to church, but he had heard prayers... yes, the elf was definitely reciting a prayer. Maybe they didn't kill those two? Even if they did, is it worth approaching them? Maybe it's not too late to escape?

Lindeskar hesitated. And then he still hid his spear behind his back, accidentally hitting his cover. The travelers simply couldn't have missed the sound of metal hitting wood. There was nothing left to do but come out, preferably carefully, so as not to be riddled with bolts. He slowly stepped out from behind the oak, raising his hands with open palms, and said "H-hello," trying to give his voice as friendly a tone as possible and banish the tremor from it (which he didn't quite manage).

Наше оружие - неожиданность! Неожиданность и страх, страх и неожиданность - это два наших оружия! Плюс безжалостность - три наших оружия: страх, неожиданность и безжалостность! И ещё фанатичная преданность Папе - четвёртое! Наше оружие включает в себя... наше оружие включает в себя... страх, неожиданность... я сейчас!