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What if I offer you such an opportunity? I've long wanted to have a friend who is an archmage.
...Damn... Now what should I do...? The werewolf was battle-hardened, but still...
- Well, alright, let's go back...
- Kill the traitor! Capture the Barbarian alive! - Lizia instantly stopped crying. Even if she was sensitive, she was a Fury and could pull herself together when needed. She gestured for you to follow her towards the exit, and the two of you finally escaped from the Castle through a secret passage.
- Well, I've lost my home... - she said calmly, but with sadness. - I'm sorry I cried. This is the first time this has happened to me...
M-yes... These demons have really gone wild! Barely managing to compose myself so as not to panic, I tried to assess the situation calmly.
So, first - I need to hide so that I can think everything over in peace and at least a little bit gather information about the situation, so that I have something to think about. I quickly glanced into the church - it seemed empty, but there was nowhere to hide... Pressing against the remaining part of the wall, I ran to the passage to the bell tower - it will be easiest to defend myself on the stairs, and from above I will have a "wonderful" view of the former city. I will be able to see which parts of it have survived, where any resistance has survived - if it has survived - and where I can run. Yes, it would also be interesting to at least roughly estimate the number of attacking demon hordes.
I ran up the bell tower stairs. It was quite high, I was wounded and tired - I was mainly holding on thanks to my magic staff - but I reached the top quickly. And I saw...
Бог есть любовь