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Okay, the main thing is that I don't get kidnapped and buried alive before the final...Author
-- Curse you, little sorcerer. And you, you filthy whores, -- the last part is clearly addressed to the entire crowd of women who were cheering for Sandar.
my whores, my whores... Sandar bows to the audience several times and leaves.
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I'm waiting for Arcs to come up with a strategy for the fight against Girich.
The strategy is the same. At least for one denial, and we'll see what happens.
-- Win this tournament. Otherwise, it will be a disgrace to me.
Nebok, I suggest we humiliate him...
After defeating his acquaintance, Sandar shakes his hand and thanks him for the fight, almost wishing him luck in the next match. - If I win the tournament, I'll treat you to ale and food, - the mage said with a smile.
While Voldemar is sorting out the equipment and skills of his new fighters, one of the guards standing on duty approaches them – a rather young man, slightly over twenty. The very same one who was the first to rush to the commotion and admired the charred skeletons.
“Sir Sheriff, may I speak?”
“You may. What is it?”
“May I join the sergeants and the gentlemen preachers?”
“Want to die? I won’t stop you. Who wants to switch places with him?”
The soldiers’ expressions clearly show that absolutely everyone does. Only the sergeants maintain their fighting spirit.
“Idiots. You’ll rot on my duty if you survive. Well, you – you can dismiss any of the six and take a young one with you.”
- Why change anything? Let him join the others if he wants. An extra fighter won't hurt! Besides, we don't know for sure how many enemies we'll face. Tell me, what are your skills? - replies Voldemar, continuing to "assess the troops"...
Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно. Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится. (Закон сохранения).
After shaking Sigiber’s hand and expressing respect for his fighting skills, Cassius began preparing for the next duel, while also observing the other battles. In one of them, he saw a swordsman he had encountered before, fighting a new warrior – a battle mage who was so handsome that the women even forgot about Gautier. But at the same time, he seemed like a commoner. - Well, what a handsome scoundrel, - muttered Aurelius.
Небо – мольбы не ждёт Небо – угроз не слышит Небо – ведёт особый счёт Небо – тебя найдёт
Gautier (halberd) versus the Nameless One (two-handed mace)
The Nameless One is waiting
-- Coward.
Gautier attacks the Nameless One
Ignoring
Miss
The Nameless One attacks Gautier
Crippling Strike: hit, SP reduced by 25%, 70 damage
Miss
Crippling Strike: hit, SP and dodge reduced by 25%, 70 damage
Debilitating Strike: hit, accuracy reduced by 25%, 70 damage (74/284)
Gautier attacks the Nameless One
The Nameless One takes 198 damage (1/160)
The Nameless One takes 198 damage
Gautier wins
-- One day, you'll be cornered in an alley for your deeds, you mangy dog, just like the ones you grew up with and are.
Predictably, there was no response. Limping on both legs and vigorously working his injured arm, Gautier goes to prepare for the next fight.
Added 26 minutes later
Gunnlaug (two-handed axe) versus Odenat (two-handed spear)
The bard whistles a tune, the old man remains silent, greeting his opponent with a nod.
Gunnlaug attacks Odenat
Preemptive Strike: miss
Odenat takes 92 damage
Odenat takes 92 damage (16/200)
Odenat attacks Gunnlaug
Miss
Miss
Gunnlaug attacks Odenat
Odenat takes 92 damage (1/200)
Miss
Odenat attacks Gunnlaug
Miss
Gunnlaug attacks Odenat
Miss
Miss
Odenat attacks Gunnlaug
Gunnlaug takes 58 damage, knockback (142/200)
Preemptive Strike: miss
Odenat takes 92 damage
-- One day, you'll be cut down in an alley for your deeds, just like a mangy dog, the kind you grew up with and the kind you are.
Greetings, Mr. Gauthier. My name is Tann Monargot. I have arrived from another expansion planet. I can kill everyone with a single strike, and my victims don't suspect a thing; they just suddenly die at my will. And I'm silent only because I don't want to reveal myself prematurely... Oh yes, I forgot to mention that I've been a corpse for as long as I can remember, so your alleys don't scare me...
Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно. Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится. (Закон сохранения).
—Let the void guide you along the desired path, and denial protect you from earthly temptations. Having responded to the handshake, the three-time loser hides from prying eyes.
—Let the void guide you on your desired path, and let denial protect you from earthly temptations. Having responded to the handshake, the three-time loser hides from prying eyes.
—Was that really such a devastating blow? — Sigheber asks him after the fight, nodding at Sandar. —Indeed, the heights of mastery in noble fistfighting are incomprehensible. I should take a closer look at his technique tomorrow... Will you go training after the tournament?
Added 1 minute ago Semifinal: Gauthier vs. Cassius Gunnlaug vs. Sandar