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saeчка for the scare

Then he starts laughing. The employee also comes down to earth and laughs.

Making sure the girls are relaxed, the employee plunges a dagger into the Barbarian's back, up to the hilt (-800/200)

Varya squats down next to Ladia, carefully placing her hand under her head. -- Okay... Now I'm probably embarrassed that I didn't learn first aid.

The series of gloomy thoughts of the time mage was interrupted by a sharp and extremely unpleasant sound, which startled her so much that she almost jumped. If it were a different situation, and she hadn't agreed to it herself, Leila might have had a very strong desire to knock the witty prankster's head off. But now, she had agreed to the idea of visiting the "Lair of Horrors," and the workers, who demonstrated an admirable level of professionalism and dedication to their craft, had successfully caught her. Masters of their craft – there was no other way to describe them.
— H-good job, — the time mage laughed nervously, glancing at one of her companions who fainted.

— It’s better this way. — Claudia sits down next to Ladia and rests her head on her plump thighs. — It’s more comfortable.
— Uh, sorry about that, — the “bandit” lowers his head guiltily and hands the girls strange square boxes. — This is from us... There’s no poison or intoxicating powder in them, don’t worry...

Too bad Toad isn't here; he would bring her back to her senses. They did attend first aid courses, after all.

– We came for these kinds of emotions, – Varya gratefully accepted the box. – Thank you!

probably the demon king with the teacher and the beheaded head is also a prank, and at the end of the expansion, we'll all have a fun time going home to drink tea and get a good night's sleep.

— Don't worry,” Leyla said, her nerves calming down, and she laughed more confidently, “we won’t tell General Mandragore about this.

The “bandit” sheepishly lowers his head and hands the girls strange square boxes, — this is from us... There is no poison or intoxicating powder in them, don’t think so...

— Thank you. And what’s inside, if it’s not a secret?

— Just medals, proof that you successfully completed our trials.

"Lair of Horrors" Medal (accessory)
+3 to Willpower.

Taking the Battle Standard and a level 3 Warlock.

-- Great! -- said Varya and began trying to revive Ladia, fanning her to provide fresh air. -- I'll recommend you to my classmates! But keep in mind: we're all fighters here, -- the girl smiled.

Leila was about to say that Ladia or Toad weren’t particularly good fighters, but then she decided there was no point in such clarification. The words about her classmates made her think that it would be interesting to see how the guys would react to the local scary stories if Nira hadn’t gathered an all-female group for her hike. Perhaps, considering the current composition, it would be most interesting to observe Oleg’s behavior. Would they try to act like brave guys throughout the journey? Or would this bravado also give way to fear and uncertainty? It was quite possible. The Ta’mani even imagined that someone like Gideon, in a nervous state, might blast the door off the zombie pit with his rifle. And someone like Alidum might say, “Do I look like a fool who would spend hard-earned Reiki on such nonsense? If I want something terrifying, I’ll ask the Barbarian to repeat her campaign speech.”

— I can do that, yes. A little lion, please. — After exchanging points with the staff for a prize, she hands the toy to Nira. — I don't have anywhere to put it anymore, and I think it will suit you better.

During her time at the academy, Nira had grown accustomed to being in the position of someone who generously bestowed gifts upon less successful individuals, whereas back home in Utah, such gestures in their spoiled circle were considered a faux pas. Now, she felt as if she were a stray dog being tossed a bone with a condescending sneer. This way of thinking displeased the girl even more: couldn't good friends simply give each other gifts? Especially since she was the first to earn the necessary points, so this was rightfully a deserved reward, and nothing more. But if the situation were reversed, would she have given the main prize to Shere, Cass, or Bell herself? And what did she say, "it suits you better"? Doesn't this prize, which shines on the outside but has a frighteningly lifeless gaze, fit her image? Nonsense. Or was it a compliment, and she was once again imagining things? Was there a catch, or was Shere truly superior to her in every way?

—Oh, Shere, are you sure? Thank you so much, I think we can finally decorate our room with some decorations! 🥰 — hugging her friend, the girl suddenly realized: —Oh, Cass-Bell, would you like me to pick something for you from the prizes for 4 points, it feels a bit awkward now...

Give Bella the lion, and I'll move in next door to her later.