Небо
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Pushing the warriors aside, a very old barbarian approached the mercenary. He leaned on a staff, wore a peculiar hat made of feathers, and was dressed in clothing made of leaves, dyed in various colors.
- You, creator, are not a threat, - he said to Werner, speaking in the continental dialect (a kind of language of international communication on the continent of Sethronomicon).
- You, kill and burn, - he said to Tanas, poking him with his staff. - I don't know you, - he said to the others. - All of you stand here, creator's son, come with me.
- You, creator, are not a threat, - he said to Werner, speaking in the continental dialect (a kind of language of international communication on the continent of Sethronomicon).
- You, kill and burn, - he said to Tanas, poking him with his staff. - I don't know you, - he said to the others. - All of you stand here, creator's son, come with me.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт
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