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Mathias nodded silently and, approaching the tavern owner, handed him the amount designated as compensation. Now the mercenary was angry, extremely angry. Where is that damned monk? Ah, there he is!
Coldrein approached Fang, almost face to face, turning his face towards him and standing in such a way that the inspector could only see the mercenary's back, and in a low voice, so that only the monk could hear, he hissed through his teeth:
"Do this kind of trick again, and I'll cut you myself, so that, God forbid, you don't heal some wounded creature with big claws and fangs. And I don't care about your codes and laws, got it?"
Отдай свои прошлые сны, В сомненьях себя обрети, В бешеном танце душа кружится! Не думай, что будет потом, Здесь и сейчас мы живем, Стань хоть на миг сам собой, слышишь!