The elf happily ate the dish he had ordered. The walking skeletons didn't bother him at all; he had already seen enough of them in the past. - Thank you for the food, - he said, paying the owner.
The man snapped his fingers again, and another skeleton waiter approached him.
- Do it.
Soon, Ray was brought his rice porridge.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт