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Before you were taken for another walk. A half-goblin, accompanied by two hulking Minotaur Guardians and a couple of Assassins, grabbed you and one of the Elves and led you to the lizard pasture. - See that Lizard with the purple crest? That's the pack leader. And the rest... ;) Hehe, his females. The other male lizards are too jealous, so we separate them to ensure, uh, better results. The female lizards are very loyal to their current partner and are ready to tear apart anyone who approaches him.
You spend a few minutes in silence, watching the Lizard with the crest and his five girlfriends munching on mushrooms and some kind of moss in the pasture, about 500 meters away from you. - Your task is simple... - the unpleasant voice of the dwarf suddenly broke the silence - get a male's tooth. The Minotaurs roughly pushed you into the enclosure and slammed the gate shut. The pasture was a vast space (about 15 acres) littered with slippery mushrooms and some kind of moss (although the lizards clearly felt stable on it) and half a dozen natural stone columns. Not far away, six lizards were peacefully grazing... one of them with a bright crest, your target. Almost fifty sharp-eyed Assassins with drawn crossbows are watching you from different sides of the enclosure, so it's best not to do anything stupid and not try to escape... You have a rather dull iron knife at your belt. Nothing else. The Elf immediately rushed towards the nearest column, silently approaching his target. He is now 300 steps away.
Smok, describe your actions and the Elf's actions.
I went berserk (but remained human) and took the knife... I quickly caught up with the Elf, but at the same time, I moved silently... I assessed the knife, it's dull, but it can inflict a serious, ragged wound... And if I hit hard, I can even pierce the scales... We were getting closer... The male was peacefully eating... I, and the Elf too, slowly began to bypass the harem and its owner... So, we're on the other side... now the male is the closest lizard to us... I, using my imagination, took a small stone and threw it towards the lizards, but so that I wouldn't hit any of them... a noise was heard... The females didn't like that someone was disturbing them... And the male didn't care, he was probably just lazy... maybe he wanted to eat, rest, and then get down to business... I threw another one... The females became alert... The Elf decided to repeat my tactic... But he threw it so that it hit the column, and the stone bounced off and hit the Lizard... Several lizards (three/four lizards) rushed towards the stones... Then, after throwing a few more stones, another one or two lizards left... here, the target is without bodyguards... He turns his back to the column...I quickly walked along the column, took a couple of steps, almost stumbled, and jumped onto the lizard's back, plunging the knife into its neck (So, I jump on its back, grab its neck with one hand, and strike from below with the other)... Strength and speed helped me pierce the scales... The lizard can't even squeak... it just swayed a little and collapsed... I jumped back, otherwise the lizard would have crushed me... I approach the mouth... I knock out a tooth... but the Elf is also not sleeping and strikes me from behind... I fall... He grabs the tooth from me and runs away... I crawl to the lizard's body... The females, seeing their beloved dead, rushed at the killer (they mistook the Elf, who is running away, for him)... They caught up with him and began to tear him apart... I knock out another tooth and climb onto the column... The Elf is dead... It seems that now I should be released from the scene...
Ничего нет только у мёртвого - у живого есть хотя бы жизнь...
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