I continued on, lost in my thoughts... I wondered why the Necromancers started fighting against their allies, why the demons now rebelled against everyone... I walked and walked, not saying a word... Now the caves are coming into view...
Off: Who needs help? But the demons didn't get any help at all...
- "Mr. Smok, did you take the torches? It wouldn't be right for us to wander around in the dark..." - asked the Wizard of the Barbarian, who was lost in thought...
Нет невежества - есть Знание