I had a different idea of how the archmage's main rival would behave... I thought he would fight to the end. But since that's not the case, I guess I was wrong...
- Commander! Something is approaching in the distance!
- What exactly? - the mage replied.
- It looks like... - a deafening explosion, throwing you back; you hit your back hard against a stone. A fireball... It seems they've arrived...
- Demons!!! A horde! No, a swarm!! A legion!!! May a rakshasa tear me apart!!! Quickly! Everyone, retreat... - another deafening explosion, this time from an enchanted boulder launched from a catapult.
In general, he didn't explain the situation to me very well, because the surprised look was caused not by a specific question, but by a complete misunderstanding of the situation. Only after about half a minute did I realize that the nod referred to teleportation - as if I wanted to teleport, I could do it... Damn the archdevil, I wanted to get out of here!
But first, I had a few questions. I understood that this elf was clearly very powerful - power simply emanated from him, like some kind of radiation - and that he seemed to wish me well; I didn't want to abuse his time, but I still wanted to know something. In one breath, even forgetting about politeness, I blurted out:
- What's going on here? Where did all the demons come from? Who are you?
