- "Ah, you need to know what you're using and on whom, but I'm not afraid of death... And also, why do you think you're so smart?... And what if I don't have enough time to kill the demon?... And what if I want to die myself?... Or about getting a wandering soul?... Or about me going berserk and tearing you apart?... And about me needing to kill it myself, and you're just getting in the way?... And about me not killing it now?... Maybe I wanted to cooperate with you, but now forget it?... And about me not going, but staying here and waiting?... No, you can kill me, but what will you get out of it?... Or leave me to die from the poison... you wasted the poison... Why should I work for those who poison me?... Well, it seems death is inevitable for me, but it comes for everyone, sooner or later... Goodbye..." - and with these words, the werewolf spat on the poison and walked out of the hall, ready for anything...

Off: Well, what can you do, I didn't read it, I didn't read it... but nothing terrible...

The druid shook his head...
-I haven't seen these wise birds in a long time... so - go on your way... And he gave me a strange map indicating the source.

Taking my staff and water (I never go without it), I set off towards the east...