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The former slave was silent for a moment. - Of course, I was sometimes told that the leader of the Templars was on the verge of madness, but... - Lord Ryn is not mad! - Lisia burst out. - What do you know about him!?:mad: Because of you, you horned ones, who couldn't even protect yourselves from slavery, he lost an arm (it had to be replaced with a steel, magically enchanted prosthetic) and almost died twice!! And all you can do is swing axes and spread rumors!!! - Lisia left so you wouldn't see the elite Fury crying. - It didn't turn out well... - said Truvor after a pause. - I didn't mean to offend her.
- It wasn't good... But everything happens... It's okay, it will pass...*The Wolfheard the sobs, but remained silent*
Ничего нет только у мёртвого - у живого есть хотя бы жизнь...