RPG on the Portal.

- The ritual must be performed by someone alive. I know what you're getting at! Give me the keys, or...
- Don't get worked up, Arvul. - you recognized that voice... every time... again and again... - Hello, Ada. - A DWARF... However, he has changed somewhat. The silver armor is cracked in two places, part of his beard is cut off, and blood is flowing from his shoulder. - I was a little late. So, you got the keys. Excellent. Give them to me, and I will reward you in a way that no king or emperor will. You no longer need the others. These fools (meaning your friends) only spoiled everything. I will give you power, knowledge, power, and most importantly, what you so desire... I know him (you remember the day you died. That dark mage...)... and I will give you the opportunity to REVENGE... Give me the keys, Ada...

Yes, ....this is probably the most difficult situation in the entire adventure, despite everything that has happened.....I turned my back, thought for a moment, and after a few seconds, I turned to the dwarf and the demon with a smile on my face, as if nothing unusual was happening...
"Okay, I'll give you the shards... but I don't want to demand such a high price for them, can I set my own price?" After a short silence, I continued, "Give me... that dark mage, and divide the power and knowledge as you see fit between me, Smoke, Knight, Saruman, and Almare, without them, I wouldn't be standing here with three shards now, their role in this story is also very significant." With these words, I extended my hand with the shards towards the dwarf's palm... he is your employer... if you don't believe him... who else can you believe? ... thoughts raced through my head, I barely unclenched my fingers, and the three shards fell into the dwarf's palm...