Horizon of Darkness Auto-translated

-- Hehe, should I chop him into pieces or burn him?... See, I told you right away. A weakling? Will you put him to rest with a fireball?

Davalia shrugged and unleashed a blast. The corpse caught fire, and the door opened with a piercing, soul-chilling creak.
- Brr. Creepy.

“Now we’re even playing by their rules,” Joe shook his head. “We really got ourselves into this demonic mess. It’s clear that this little outing won’t end well.”

"It's okay to chop off the heads of bandits, but when it comes to civilized cremation, suddenly everyone becomes a stickler for rules?" Henry thought sarcastically, but then the smell of burning flesh reached him. "Damn, damn, damn, I somehow expected it wouldn't go like this. I thought he would just turn into ashes right away," the guy turned pale and felt that his stomach, already barely coping with a glass of curses, was about to give up completely. "Oh, I'm going to be..." He backs away from the group, goes to vomit around the corner, and returns, panting. After that, the group apparently moves on – there was no point in staying here any longer and sniffing around.

Do you go through the door?

Go ahead. But be careful.

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—Now we’re even playing by their rules. —Joe shook his head. —We really got ourselves into this demonic mess. It’s clear that this little outing won’t end well.

—What’s wrong with you, Emperor? )) Or is it something else? Ah, Gen? —but a glance showed that his partner was unavailable for an answer for the time being. —A defenseless soul has a weak stomach, —Zaykin shrugged. —Oh, these city dwellers. Outside their comfort zone, anything happens, and they immediately turn pale.

Upon entering through the door, the mercenaries found themselves in a long, narrow corridor. As they moved along it, Nikta began to hear increasingly distinct, horrifying screams. Several voices blended together in a cacophony of pain and utter despair. Soon, the mercenaries reached a fork in the corridor, with paths leading to the left and right.

Nikta listens intently, trying to determine whether the screams are louder on the left or the right.

Nikta listens, trying to determine whether the cries are louder on the left or the right.

It's the same.

Kven scouts a certain distance to the left and the same distance to the right.

Quen explores some distance to the left and the same to the right.

Both to the left and to the right were the same long corridors. At the end of the left one, there was a turn to the right, and at the end of the right one, a turn to the left.

- Splitting up wouldn't be the best idea, would it? Nikta takes out a coin and flips it. - Heads, we go left; tails, we go right. She gets heads.

- Now is the perfect time to split up and crush the heretics. What could possibly go wrong? 😃

– It seems like there’s no difference, but it’s suspicious, – Henry concluded. – As if we need to go to the middle. Nikt, is there no hidden passage?
Kven also cautiously sniffs around.

- It’s time to split up and squeeze the heretics. What could possibly go wrong? 😃

– That’s another option.