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Verdan rushed to flee, but didn't notice a step and tumbled right into a pile of armor lying in the warehouse, which the staircase led to. The demons heard the noise and ran to the warehouse. Before them stood Verdan, stumbling and covered in so much armor that it was hard to tell who he was.
- Oh, these damned imps... - grumbled one of the guards. - Has he completely forgotten how to walk? Well, never mind! - the guards walked away...
- How the heck do I get this thing off!... - Verdan unsuccessfully tried to take off the horned helmet. - Damn, I'm so unlucky! Okay, I'll just walk around like this for now. - The adventurer hadn't even properly left the warehouse when he ran into an officer.
- Why aren't you in the barracks? I don't think I've seen you here before... -the demon looked at the number engraved on the armor. - Number 2351? Get back to your unit! And two extra shifts!
- Verdan nodded to hide his voice and ran in the direction the officer had come from.
-Halt! Barracks 137 is that way, you idiot! Damn, another loser... these recruits are such a pain... I hope Kha-Belekh's sword gets them... - Verdan didn't bother listening to the rest and ran in the direction indicated, judging by his manners and accent, by the sergeant.
- And where the hell am I going? Whatever, I'll just improvise...
- Oh, these damned imps... - grumbled one of the guards. - Has he completely forgotten how to walk? Well, never mind! - the guards walked away...
- How the heck do I get this thing off!... - Verdan unsuccessfully tried to take off the horned helmet. - Damn, I'm so unlucky! Okay, I'll just walk around like this for now. - The adventurer hadn't even properly left the warehouse when he ran into an officer.
- Why aren't you in the barracks? I don't think I've seen you here before... -the demon looked at the number engraved on the armor. - Number 2351? Get back to your unit! And two extra shifts!
- Verdan nodded to hide his voice and ran in the direction the officer had come from.
-Halt! Barracks 137 is that way, you idiot! Damn, another loser... these recruits are such a pain... I hope Kha-Belekh's sword gets them... - Verdan didn't bother listening to the rest and ran in the direction indicated, judging by his manners and accent, by the sergeant.
- And where the hell am I going? Whatever, I'll just improvise...
Бог есть любовь