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First, Jingo brings Katarina back to her senses. - I'm sorry it turned out this way... With such "bodyguards," you don't even need enemies... It's better if we die together... - Well, "Leader," as one of our acquaintances, a real monster, used to say... We "explored the Dungeon" quite well, didn't we? Did you really need this? Think about it, think about it while I'm "working" here," - obviously addressed to Oshu. He looks in the direction where Oval's corpse should be, then at Katarina. - It was you who did this, you damned boar! What did we do to you? We weren't involved at all... We just got in touch with... never mind. Is this how you do things? Kill everyone indiscriminately and without figuring things out? Okay, I'll tie you up, revive you, and cut you into pieces while you're alive, you bastard... He approaches and sees a pile of ashes. - Ugh... Well, it wasn't meant to be... - he kicks the pile. He looks around, searching for a weapon and other equipment. Next, he turns to Tono... - And you, you fat pig... I mean, you fat cat. You asked for help, and? Is this how you treat those who help you? I'm disgusted by you... - Hmm... A good barbell. I'll definitely use it during training with Swark next time. As my father said, "A healthy mind lives in a healthy body!" Or was it something else? I don't remember... The barbell goes into Jingo's inventory, and Rureku receives a second wind... - A beautiful amulet... It will be useful for fighting enemies. Roga's amulet follows the barbell, and Roga himself comes back to life... - I need your claws for something... Will you trade them for your "brother's" life? Don't look at me like that. I'm just kidding. I'm not some kind of monster... Besides, you didn't plan to be here either... He revives Noxis and Dubo. Then he examines the area for any equipment: a fat cat, a very fat cat, and ordinary cats. He also checks if anything can be taken from the robot.

is there a difference between defending and retaliating?

Defenders defend, and retaliators retaliate... Well, for example, if it's a parry or a block, then ignoring defense would break through it, but if it's a counterattack, then it wouldn't.

So, if no one survives to respond, will the retaliation not trigger?

Rurek comes to his senses, slightly out of sorts, and proves to be completely indifferent to the fact that it was Jingo who revived him. The angry sorcerer only noticed the act of theft.

– This barbell is a symbol of our friendship with Watagash, – Rurek said emphatically to the man in a dress. – Either you return it peacefully... or... – The Dragon God turns out to be aimed at Jingo. – You prove your right to own it with force!

However, a moment later, the sorcerer softened slightly.

– You can take the panacea and ambrosia as a sign of gratitude for your help. These are rare items from the dark depths of Antrum. They are unlikely to be found outside of it, – contrary to expectations, he did not want to give away the hammer. – But not the barbell.

Apparently, it was not worth angering Rurek any further. The unsuccessful battle made him a little nervous.

- GLORY TO ONE! - exclaimed Osh.

Elm approached Jingo and put his hand on his shoulder.

- Jingo, my friend, I understand your anger. But thanks to you, we not only defeated the fire elementals and freed the cats, but we now know how to deal with those terrible golems! You have already become a protector of Ikazkan! All that remains is to formally join... We are Her wings and Her sword!

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Rurek comes to his senses, slightly out of sorts, and is completely indifferent to the fact that it was Jingo who revived him. The angry sorcerer only noticed the act of theft.

- This staff is a symbol of our friendship with Vatagash, - Rurek said emphatically to the man in a dress. - Either you return it nicely... or... - The dragon god turns out to be aimed at Jingo. - You prove your right to own it with force!

However, after a moment, the sorcerer softened slightly.

- You can take a panacea and ambrosia as a sign of gratitude for your help. These are rare items from the dark depths of the Antrum. They are unlikely to be found outside of it, - contrary to expectations, he did not want to give away the hammer. - But not the staff.

Apparently, it was not worth making Rurek even angrier. The unsuccessful battle made him a little nervous.

Elm approaches Rurek.

- Calm down, friend, don't get upset. Jingo, people understand what friendship and remembrance of a friend mean. I think the panacea and ambrosia will be a worthy reward for saving Rurek.

- GLORY TO ONE! - exclaimed Osh.

Elm approached Jingo and put his hand on his shoulder.

- Jingo, my friend, I understand your anger. But thanks to you, we not only defeated the fire elementals and freed the cats, but we now know how to deal with those terrible golems! You have already become a protector of Ikazkan! All that remains is to formally join... We are Her wings and Her sword!

Jingo returns the barbell to Rurek and the amulet to Osh. Contrary to what anyone might think, he had no intention of taking anything from anyone. After some thought, he takes Rurek's "gifts," if Rurek hasn't changed his mind.

- The fire of civilization is your concern, - he said through gritted teeth, - we will not "interfere" anywhere else...

- Return to Ikazkan. - His voice was firm, but just a trace sorrowful. - Beg for mercy, do whatever it takes to save your hides. - Lowering the gaze of his single eye into the Abyss, Kaen clenched his fists so hard that blood ran from his palms. - I cannot protect any of you. I couldn't then, and I cannot now.
Having given his final orders to his comrades, the leader of men proceeded to the so-called "east," passing both the Great Schism and the Middle Lands. At his destination—a forsaken city—he stood before the guardians of the "Dragon's Claws." Spotting a man, and such a prominent one at that, the heirs of Gif immediately lunged into attack, but a moment later froze in place, whimpered, and tucked their tails. The cause was a cry that seemed to come not from the warrior's lungs, but straight from the depths of his fierce soul.
- Here stands Kaen, chieftain of the human race! On my hands is the blood of your tribe, so let Kof, if he is no coward, brand my life with his own claws!
The furies had no need to satisfy the man's request, but to refuse it would have trampled the pride of their own leader, so Kaen's demand reached the ears of the one for whom it was intended. Upon learning of his visit, Kof invited him to a remote part of those lands and ordered all others to vanish away.
- This duel will find no reflection in legends, bards will not sing of it. No one will even know of it, and yet I've heard that you humans treat your legacy with great care?
- Since when did you become a student of men, dog? Better tell me, who whispered into your ears to destroy us? - Kaen spread his arms wide, as if encompassing the outlines of the entire forsaken city—a city that he and his followers had built long, long ago. - The Sword?
- Your suspicions are correct. Óna is against violence, but he decided that you would destroy the order of things in Ikazkan. And as you can see—he was right! Just look at what is happening around you!! And you are the main culprit. 
- Are you sure? Perhaps, if not for your stupidity, we would have taken a different path, but we will never know that now. 
Kaen drops his bow to the ground and takes a sword in his hands.
- What are you doing, man? - Kof snarled, knowing full well that his opponent bore the reputation of an excellent archer. - Do you think to underestimate me?!
- Nothing reflects the soul of human civilization as well as the sword. It is meant to protect one's own and take what is another's, it embodies our dreams and aspirations, the will that bends everything beneath itself. 
- Very well. So be it.

Having retrieved the bar, Rurek calms down and hides his treasure away from prying eyes. “What have we got here…” the Sordish miner approaches the remains of the cheese-makers’ war golem. “I know a thing or two about underground materials. This walking powerhouse of Rizz is made from the very ore that is mined right here. That’s why the cheese-makers needed to subjugate this tribe of furies! Now they won’t be able to mine anything, but… who knows how many of these they managed to build? Maybe we should take this pile with us and bring it to Ikazkan. Maybe someone will figure out what magic animated the golem and made it so resilient and powerful.” After this short monologue, the Sord’s gaze falls on Blueberry. “I didn’t pay much attention to the battle while I was lying on the ground,” Rurek confessed. “But can someone explain to me WHAT killed Ucon’s companion?” There was definitely someone else in the battle. They had no worries, and then – bam!

This session lasted quite a while, but how many of its details did Dorian remember? One thing was certain: he forgot one of his skills (chosen at random).

In a dream or in reality, images appear before the hapless rogue. Bright, woven from ephemeral reflections of the shell. Floating, like a gust of wind. Melting, like an ice floe under sunlight. A bright luminary pierces the distant azure, causing the phantoms to scatter with a dark glow across the green surroundings. Now the clouds, dissolving into nothing and reforming into something, rush nowhere and from nowhere. Against this backdrop, a ringing melody flows, and the voice of SukAi pours out, the frosty coolness of Erebus's dictation crackles, but the words cannot be made out. He has never seen the surface, even in dreams, and will never see it again. Everything is obscured by the darkness of reality that awaits him. There is no salvation.

—Whew. It's better not to do this too often... —having regained consciousness, Dorian exhales heavily and looks around.

forgetting guardian of sorrow and rage precise attack

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who was it that said the sword was the main villain?

- Your suspicions are correct. She is against violence, but he decided that you would destroy the established order in Izkazkan.

And I told you! 🤓

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Having calmed the hot-tempered expedition members, Osh began to mentally analyze the battle, while simultaneously making notes in his diary. He paid particular attention to the moment of Chernika's death and the capabilities of the machinery.

The battle of Caen and Kof on "swords", a color photo.

Who are you rooting for, Astral?

I'll go with Kofa. I like him more.

You little rascal.