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Decided on the color scheme: background #379E79, text #FFBB7F. A bun on a salad.Author
As they left, a pistol shot rang out from the riverbank, quickly fading into the sounds of nature.
If anyone happened to look at Gulveig's face, they could see her grimace in pain and clench her teeth. But it quickly passed, and before them was again the calm and sweet sister.
During the negotiations, Ilva tried to maintain a neutral expression and let Vesserod and the other companions speak.
When all the questions were resolved and it was time to part, she didn't forget to thank Erika and wish her squad good luck. No matter what the royal guys did or what the acquaintances of the Arterian faith thought about it, she still didn't want to quarrel with any of them.
Hearing the gunshot, the girl turned to the river in fright and, after spending a couple of seconds to understand what was happening, sullenly followed the others, staring at the forest path in front of her.
As for Ren, for some reason, he didn't feel any particular emotional response to what had happened. Neither the sight of the exhausted prisoner earlier, nor the gunshot that followed, had a serious impact on his soul. His thoughts were occupied with the useful information they had managed to obtain and the difficulties that lay ahead.
For yet another, countless time, Veserod mentally thanked the civilization that forced him to make unpopular decisions, for all its gifts, including the division of peoples for artificial reasons. He mentally wants to wish the prisoner a good journey to his ancestors, but then realizes that this prisoner probably never even believed in them. Without deigning to acknowledge the situation with a sigh or even a silent shake of his head, he continues to walk forward grimly, with the sole thought-motivator – to thoroughly question his grandfather about life upon his return to Baldr.
Revan says that a full-scale attack is an option. If everyone is on board and not afraid of the potential risks and loss of loot, then this is a viable approach. But we can also do things differently if we want to capture prisoners or achieve something else.
If there's ever a time to go all-in, it's now. We couldn't properly utilize the skill throughout the game... But capturing some particularly tough enemies to take as prisoners, or targeting those with high defense so that the skill triggers – that could work. Loot isn't a concern at all; we're practically naked right now. If we fail, there won't be any loot to worry about. We need to go for it.
Was there any information at all, even approximate, about what was located in that mill? Perhaps belonging to the Eagle faction, or logically connected to the province? If it's an old structure, there shouldn't be any civilians there, but could there be hostages or other non-combatants?
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Only the fact, number, and location of the potential enemy are unknown, as you are far away.
Could we approach a little closer, without being detected, and scout out the ambush?