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Thousands of different thoughts flashed through my mind in a single second...
Of course, I realized where I was, and the realization made me dizzy... there they are, the four altars... there it is, the last fragment... all that remains is to place my fragments on the altars, and the key will be reborn... and then... then... it felt as if blood was rushing to my temples again... everything around me seemed to be in a fog... give the fragments to the demon?
And condemn myself to exist as a worthless ghost? No way... now that I'm so close to my goal... oh, it's a pity that my staff is broken... it's a pity that I'm all alone. I remembered Knight and Saruman, whom I had left so hastily in the tavern...
I slowly back away from the demon, look him прямо in the eyes, and subtly clench the dagger in my hand, saying, "Why do you need them? Your city could be captured at any moment! Your people could be destroyed! Let me deal with the fragments myself, and in return, I promise I won't leave you in debt... Mistad's army is already at the city walls; I will gladly join them and give my life to save your city, but only if you let me revive the key myself." I humbly lowered my eyes; the dagger was firmly in my palm...