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"And how far is the City from here?" - I continued...
"Not far, I just ran away... But who are you?" - the dwarf replied.
"I... Heh... I am your death..." - I answered with a smirk, and quickly chopped off his head with my sword... And here's the little dwarf's bag... I think he has something... Hmm... Here's some alcohol... And here's a map... Interesting, but it doesn't matter, I need to go to the city... And here's the city... There are dwarves... A VAMPIRE!!!... Where did he come from... Anyway, it doesn't matter... I need to get into the city... Another dwarf runs up to me and says:
"What are you standing around for? It's time to attack the city... You're from the infantry, right?... Looks like it... Let's go, let's try to get into the city..."
"Not far, I just ran away... But who are you?" - the dwarf replied.
"I... Heh... I am your death..." - I answered with a smirk, and quickly chopped off his head with my sword... And here's the little dwarf's bag... I think he has something... Hmm... Here's some alcohol... And here's a map... Interesting, but it doesn't matter, I need to go to the city... And here's the city... There are dwarves... A VAMPIRE!!!... Where did he come from... Anyway, it doesn't matter... I need to get into the city... Another dwarf runs up to me and says:
"What are you standing around for? It's time to attack the city... You're from the infantry, right?... Looks like it... Let's go, let's try to get into the city..."
Ничего нет только у мёртвого - у живого есть хотя бы жизнь...
