Fey nodded towards the unknown object and addressed his companion.
- Does it match the description of what you lost? - he whispered.
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New here? I'm Roha — want a quick tour?
-Yes, and at the same time, I'll check if what they said about his kindness is true. Hey, Daniel, buddy! - he cautiously called out to the zombie. -You look good! What are you doing here? Everyone has been looking for you! And your master will be so upset if he finds out you ran away. And you even poisoned people in the village, aren't you ashamed? Let's go home! - just in case, he took out the glove given to him by the saleswoman and waved it in front of the undead.
- I immediately sensed that you're not entirely alive, - the woman approached Lyroy, walked behind him, placed her hand on his shoulder, and began to speak in a sultry voice. - I can help you. I can give you what will heal your wounds. But money doesn't interest me much. However, your sword... are you good at wielding it?
-- Sure, -- Leroy replied briefly.
Well, if it sees the glove and doesn't try to bite my head off when it gets close, let Kosh gather the poison there, and then we'll figure out how to get it out of the well.