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Sit'Al had rarely seen such mastery of ice magic. Even more rarely had she seen people who possessed such a level of ice magic. It was difficult for her to imagine what kind of training a mere mortal would have to go through to achieve such a level of skill. - Truly impressive, Master Ramola, - there were notes of admiration in the Yan'shi's voice, - I am grateful to you for sharing this knowledge with me.
- You don't need to thank me. Come to me in a couple of hours, and I will describe the spell formula and a detailed training scheme, and a treatise will be enough for your friend. - The Wizard nodded to the warrior (by this time, Nimrinil could already move somewhat), and then spoke to Sit'Al again. - Just don't overdo it with the use of this spell in human territory once you master it, otherwise Master Lutros will be forced to pay a visit.
Siverfale
Citri turned her head and looked into the eyes of the agitated violinist: -You have such gentle and sensitive hands... You know what should inspire any musician? A muse. Do you have a muse, Dice? - Citri said the last words almost in a whisper, bringing her face close to the young man's face so that he could hear her.
The violinist tried not to look into the seductress's eyes - to be honest, he admired the Tsar... - Some unfinished phrase burst out of his lips, but he stopped himself before he finished it.