Grayson Islands

Damn, I missed the action. Guys, I'll be busy for a bit, I'll be back around 7-8 PM Moscow time. If anything, just put me in autobattle. Nebok, I'll send you the tactics in a private message, okay?

-Of course. - replied the mechanic, speaking for the warlock. - Now, if you please, take your hand away and don't get in the way, or you'll become a toy yourself.

- Excellent.

Nicomed tried to maintain an outward appearance of calm and followed Anton, Stavros, and Eugene, as he already knew that the technician, even under the control of the mage, knew the right way.

Unfortunately, he couldn't do anything when the soldiers from the cabin opened fire on Stavros. Nicomed instinctively drew his bow, nudged Stavros slightly, and fired an arrow at the nearest soldier, after which he quickly hid behind a corner:

- PUT DOWN YOUR WEAPONS! - he shouted at the top of his voice. - There are many of us here, and we are very dangerous! You don't need to die for nothing!