Kyricos picks up regular keys from the mage's corpse.
- Maybe they will help me find God, - he thought.
Stavros is looking for weapons, and if there are any, light armor as well.
- I won't kill you, you kill me. Deal?
- Why kill you when you're going to die from your wounds anyway?
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт