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"Is there any sense in the thoughts of our Deus?" — Rezara mused, watching as the knights bribed by the capital beat up anyone they disliked. — "Lester and his companions simply handed out gold to everyone, and now they will neatly claim the victory. I already feel sorry for Albus's knights."
— While we are still waiting and hoping that we won't be encircled, perhaps you could answer what you are doing here? — Rezara addressed Lorican and Gingkink in a grumbling, grandfatherly whisper. — I am heart and soul for Swordgard, but there is neither honor nor glory here. Deus's knights will simply swarm us as soon as they are done with Albus. And we have nothing to bring down the pegasi... oh great Deuses of the past, who allowed them to hover in the air!
And no sign of Reavnland's knights... What a striking coincidence.
I started after 23, as far as I remember. And now I'm a regular guest at clinics.
After 20, I was a regular guest at the clinic, even ended up in the hospital a couple of times. After 25, I was a slightly overweight, falling-apart guest of clinics and hospitals. After 30, I crawl to clinics with great difficulty. After 32, I gave up on clinics for myself, because in a half-dead state I have to drag a stroller to the children's clinic.
Revan before: on this field, a hundred enemies. And that's only the visible ones. I can direct each one in the most cunning and dangerous way for the players.
Revan now: this is a one-on-one fight... it's kind of hard... Yashchur, help!
Eh, old age is no joy)
To be fair, convoluted team battles have been killing expeditions since time immemorial.
Revan before: a hundred enemies on this field. And that's just the visible ones. I can direct each one in the most cunning and dangerous way for the players.
Revan now: this is a one-on-one fight... it's kind of difficult... Yashchur, help!
Eh, old age is no joy)
To be fair, convoluted team battles have been killing expeditions since time immemorial.
When everyone was afraid that Revan would kill the exp with a mantis, but he decided to do it with a rage fit 😎
Revan before: on this field there are a hundred enemies. And that's only the visible ones. I can direct each one in the most cunning and dangerous way for the players.
Revan now: this is a one-on-one fight... it's kind of hard... Yashchur, help!
Eh, old age is no joy)
To be fair, convoluted team battles have been killing expeditions since time immemorial.
When everyone was afraid that Revan would kill the expo with a mantis, he decided to do it with a rage fit 😎
That's why Yashchur thinks so... instead of killing the expedition, he's saving it
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