Any unit attacking a priestess in melee combat becomes cursed, receiving a 50% chance to become inactive.
🏹🎪+⛓️♿=💕
New here? I'm Roha — want a quick tour?
Any unit attacking a priestess in melee combat becomes cursed, receiving a 50% chance to become inactive.
The Death Knight casts his first glance at the former captain – assessing her condition and whether she needs help. The second – at the surroundings.
No way. Gillon one-shots them. He has four attacks, and the chance to hit increases fourfold. You won't take more than 60 damage. Next turn, I'll heal you with an emerald.
-- Just tourism, miss, -- the redhead readily shows her luggage.
Right now, this guard, if she isn't already a fanatic, will take the book, then read it and become infected with its views.
Nothing prevents the Snakes from focusing on Nysho if they want to.
– Just tourism, miss, – the redhead readily shows her luggage.
– Okay, so it’s XXX-tourism...
Shows Erathia:
— Okay, we figured it out, XXX-tourism...
- So, what do we have here?
Shows Erathia:
— Alright, you figured it out, XXX-tourism...
Kiven brings Yulizia back to her senses. Tyros, standing nearby, hits the agent on the back of the head with a cobblestone and watches the scene unfolding before his eyes with complete indifference. It seems that the fate of the girl doesn't bother him at all.
Sanexy Rimm's life was out of danger. Most likely, she will regain consciousness on her own after some time.
To the south of him, Klin sees the sea, to the east and west stretches a long, almost straight coastline, and to the north is a dense forest.
- Wait! You didn't listen to the end and misunderstood me. Ladya-san, thank you; please, give us a couple of minutes, - she continues wearily, escorting the "waitress." - I offered you a deal specifically for his life at that moment - no more, no less. It had nothing to do with the original subject of our conversation. You both have a very annoying habit of throwing out a paragraph of text and running away in the middle of the conversation. That's not how things are done. Do you think I didn't understand something after the final card? Don't doubt it - I understood. From what I heard and saw myself, I realized that you are one of those people who has too much free time and enjoys ruining other people's lives just for fun. I perfectly understood that my "choice" was between two options, which you emphasized today. And I can only repeat once again - I didn't ask for any help, it was his own initiative. Whether it was out of kindness or stupidity - call it what you want, but he paid for it. The only reason I told him about it was to find out at least something about you, besides the fact that you spend a lot of time in this poorly lit room, dreaming of super-duper swords. In the end, I would have been better off without this knowledge, as well as without these stupid bears, and without your whole godforsaken clan of vile thugs, who deserve the guillotine, but what's done is done, and all I can do here is watch this pathetic play to its conclusion. Therefore, I will come tomorrow to the appointed place. I probably could have squeezed out something manipulative now, like "if I don't see you there/if you don't keep your word, then I will understand that everything you said during our first meeting was just empty words, etc., etc." or any other pathetic nonsense, if I believed that such a thing could influence you, but I don't believe it. And besides, I would find it repulsive now. It's strange that I even had such thoughts recently - it has never been my way of doing things. Perhaps I can thank you to some extent for the fact that with your antics at the end, you brought me back to my old ways. But I won't - it's too much of an honor. I realized that my cards were bad the moment I walked in here, but at least I will finally turn over this hand and lay them on the table. Let the others worry. That's all I wanted to say here. Edge Lord-kun.
She slams the door shut, leaves, and gets one-shotted in the back.