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It's a good thing that in this game the players and the GM are kind, otherwise Alex would have come back to a broken set of equipment, without the unique metagame, and on top of that with the curse of an evil book.
Whoa-whoa! Easy there! Everything is going well. You can catch up on sleep while Yashchur counts the battles. I think you still have about two weeks, no need to speed anything up...
Heroist
It's good that in this game there are kind players and a GM, otherwise Alex would have returned to a broken set of equipment, without the unique metagame, and with a curse from an evil book on top of that.
But at least with pretty pictures from Axel)
Небо – мольбы не ждёт Небо – угроз не слышит Небо – ведёт особый счёт Небо – тебя найдёт
Rezara promised Lester tenderness, but what is tenderness to her? Sweet romantic embraces or a huge sword, pounding into the fragile body of the elven sorceress? Hard to say for certain, but the crimson blade struck its target with its usual ruthlessness. Monsters of regret must not live! Even the natural layer of protection did not help Lester avoid a monstrous gashing wound, from which blood poured in an endless stream. Rezara always understood: if you fail to finish off an enemy, you should do everything to make sure it soon dies on its own.
- You have struck me in the very heart, my lady, - the knight pressed his palm against the fountain of blood from the aforementioned organ. - And not for the first time today.
With a smile, he lowers himself to one knee, and as the blood recedes from his cheeks, he naturally withdraws from the battle after a while.