Sylvester Archipelago

Tiberius heads to the arena, arriving early to secure a good seat and place a bet on Tanas.

As he descends the gangway, Tiberius overhears a conversation between Lutiel and an unfamiliar man with a dragon-shaped scar on his face. Two imposing warriors stand behind the man.
- A pale-faced fellow from your ship bought a slave at our market yesterday, - the man said to Lutiel.
- What do I have to do with it?
- Is he your man?
- He's General.
- Don't joke with me, Lutiel. The slave trader shouldn't have sold her. She was intended for an important master. I've come to take her.
- I saw a sign at your market with my own eyes: "goods are non-refundable." So...
- You don't understand. I'm taking her, not having an orc return her.
Lucia's appearance clearly displeases Lutiel.
- Get lost, you dragon-licker, or I'll add another little drawing to your face!
- Lucia, please go away, - Lutiel said, but the woman didn't react to his words.
- Bitch without a collar! - said the man with the scar and approached Lucia. - Maybe I should take you too? You're not bad. A dragon collar would look good on your neck.
After saying this, the man carefully grabbed Lucia by the throat, which he soon regretted. His hand froze to Lucia and instantly turned into a piece of ice. The man screamed loudly, after which Lucia pushed him away with her foot. The ice cracked from this, and the man fell to the ground, writhing in pain, and his hand remained on the Sorceress's neck. The warriors did not dare to attack without orders and rushed to lift their commander from the ground. Lutiel covered his face with his hand and muttered something to himself in a dissatisfied tone.
- I won't let this go! - the man shouted. - Lord Atamus won't let this go! You're all already dead!
- Your Atamus is about to be dead himself! - said Lucia and laughed wickedly. - How do you like my new collar? - she said to Lutiel, pointing to the hand still hanging on her neck.
- Lucia...

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There he bought five antidotes.

33 875 - 250 = 33 625

► Odd also went to the magic shop, where he bought a dozen healing potions.

63 023 - 2300 = 60 723

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Everyone who was going to the arena successfully arrived there.