Horizon of Darkness Auto-translated

Relying on echolocation and Quenya's voice, Nikta throws a stone at its head and immediately jumps away.

Nikta successfully hits the head, but the stone was not large enough to knock it over.

Watching this team effort, Zeikin gloomily smoked, mentally lamenting how unfair life sometimes is. The gods "rewarded" him with the opportunity to observe the supernatural, with no option to refuse, which gave him countless sleepless nights in prison until he crafted earplugs, thereby saving himself from the monstrous screams of tortured prisoners. Meanwhile, in a random, rundown tent at a crossroads, rings are sold for a small fee, convenient to use and accessible to any peasant. Of course, it's unlikely that he would be a customer for this product – it was hard to imagine anyone buying such an artifact, except for some ridiculous eighth-grader who is fascinated by occultism. Gathering all the phlegm he had, the warrior produced a mighty spit into the illusory wall and flicked his cigarette butt there with a snap of his fingers.

Nikta assesses whether a strength of 13 is sufficient to hurl a larger cobblestone at the head, and if so, repeats the attempt with the appropriate equipment and the same precautions.

- You need to find a long stick and poke around with it. Or let Jonik do it.

Gathering all the phlegm he had, the warrior produced a mighty cough into the illusory wall, and flicked a cigarette butt towards it with a snap of his fingers.

The cough and the cigarette butt passed through the wall.

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Nikta considers whether a strength of 13 will be enough to throw a larger cobblestone at the head, and if it is, she repeats the attempt with the appropriate equipment and the same precautions.

Nikta realizes that she simply won't be able to throw the stone hard enough for it to reach the head.

- Maybe you just need to go through it with your whole body... But, of course, they should have left the fugitives for such experiments.

- I don't have enough strength to knock it down. If someone stronger can aim at the voice based on Quen's guidance, feel free. Davalia, or can you try to knock it down with a fireball or something?

-- Storm! Can you do a storm, Scamp?

Davalya approached the illusory wall.
- Are you saying the head is directly opposite this spot?
Using magic, Davalya chipped off a small stone slab from the real rock and threw it at the illusory wall. The slab knocked the head off and embedded it in the wall with a distinct sound. The illusory wall disappeared.
- What would you do without me?)

Lin shrugged. "We could just forget about the mission and go home."

-- We probably would have waited half a day for the Slime to dissolve the debris blocking the main entrance. We have excellent teamwork!
-- But you didn't do anything, Henry, -- Kwen-Kwen carefully returns through the passage that was cursed.
-- I'm your manager, that counts as work. So, shall we go?

- Let's agree that we all did a good job. Shall we go?

- Let's move out... - said the commander, but she, of course, didn't dare to go first.

Nikta doesn't seem too keen on the idea either; she's had enough of demonic curses already.

Upon entering the mine, some mercenaries felt a surge of pain in areas where they had previously been injured or had been ill. However, some (Nikta, Zeikin, Radiell, Araell, Dávalia) did not experience any discomfort. The mercenaries walked straight for some time until they reached a large metal door. A mutilated and disfigured corpse was nailed to this door.