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The door doesn't open for Sarabas.

"Get out, abomination!"

It seems that the terrifying potion was still working.

- I won't leave; I have an important matter to attend to.

For the cost of 1 action point, novice Aristarch reaches the excavation site.

He's heading towards Clarissa...

Ida sighed. The girl didn't want any potential conflicts or problems for anyone. Especially since after a wild night, her muscles were aching as if she had undergone the most grueling training session. She didn't even want to think about her lower back. She quickly changed clothes, made sure she hadn't forgotten anything, and together with her two Sage brothers, headed out. Before leaving, she turned around to wave goodbye to Kikki. But she was too busy with her Knight. Once outside, Ida warmly addressed the warriors: "So, will you escort me to the Chieftains' house?" The girl hoped for a positive response, but she also didn't want to impose herself. She still didn't fully understand what kind of relationship she now had with the two brothers. And for now, thinking about it wasn't particularly interesting; she just wanted to enjoy the current day. I don't want to waste time on role-playing whether they said goodbye or not. It is obvious that the nymphomaniac Kikki has plenty to worry about.

Aristarch safely reaches the old woman. “We’ve met again, apprentice of Augur,” Clarissa looked terribly displeased. “You seem to visit quite often. Is our beloved sage so eager to know what I'm doing here?” At first glance, nothing has changed at the excavation site.

The door still wouldn't open for Sarabas. "We need to take a break..." For the first time during their journey, the skeleton said something. Oh, these stubborn doors...

- Well, alright, let's take a break then.

Horus kept his word. This time, Tsulak's opponent was some weakling from the Clans faction.

"Why are the opponents in this clan always these buff guys?"

Instead of answering, Tsulak let out a fierce battle cry and charged at the nerd.

– Can you craft various items?

Young Saaron generously pays for the creation of different objects and equipment.

It’s not surprising that there was no response from Kikki…

“Whew, we barely made it,” Neimus allowed himself to catch his breath only after leaving Kikki’s house. “I knew it! It all seemed too simple and welcoming!”
“Well, it ended well, and that’s the main thing,” shrugged Noanimus, clearly pleased. “Kikki is a goddess! And Ida turned out to be great too! I didn't expect that! I thought she was a modest recluse, but in reality…”
“You used to think the same about me until I volunteered to join the warriors.”
“Indeed, brother! That’s how it was. I always underestimate everyone,” Noanimos chuckled. “Okay, let’s go! Hopefully, Master Utar won’t be angry.”

The trio of lovers returns to the leaders’ home.

Aristarch safely reaches the old woman.

"We've met again, apprentice of Augur," Clarissa looked terribly displeased. "You seem to be visiting here too often. Does our beloved sage really want to know what I'm doing here?"

Outwardly, nothing has changed at the excavation site.

- No, this time I am here on my own accord. I want to explore the remaining caves and rid these places of chthonian lizards and other creatures… But I need warriors, so I wanted to ask if there are any available who aren’t currently patrolling…

I've seen porn that started exactly the same way.

"Yes, time flew by wonderfully with Kikki," Ida couldn't help but agree as the trio walked towards the leaders' house. "And I almost traded your company for collecting flowers for healers, from which I might not have returned. It's good that I changed my mind."
On their way to the leaders' house, Ida had a great time with Neimus and Nounamous. Both turned out to be pleasant conversationalists, with whom she could chat about all sorts of nonsense without burdening her head. The girl didn't think whether this adventure was a one-time thing or if they would continue meeting with the warrior brothers. Nevertheless, she asked them not to make what happened at night public knowledge. It was wonderful and should remain just between them. Ida didn't want to suddenly receive a ton of invitations to spend time with every warrior she met or an entire group of fighters.
So gradually, Ida headed towards a meeting with Master Utar. Will he scold her for being absent for so long? Perhaps. But that is not her problem, but rather the problem of Ida from the future, who will safely reach the master.

During a halt, Sarabas finds himself in a strange place... is it a dream or reality, but here the body and soul of every person are filled with chilling horror. – Meaninglessness. Why do you exist? Wouldn't it be easier to disappear? Enslavement, processing of flesh, becoming a new entity. A favorable outcome for humanity. The only one. Above Sarabas towered a grotesque being, as if molded from many human bodies into something resembling a priest or Wizard. The creature’s head was crowned with branching horns.

- What kind of questions are these? Are you having a midlife crisis? - The creature replies drowsily. - And then, why do rivers exist? Why do pebbles and fish hang out in them? Why disappear when you can just stay? There's always time for that. Enslavement isn't fun, and it certainly isn't beneficial. You should find yourself a nice woman and start a family instead of rambling about all this here. Go get some sleep; you'll have plenty of time to contemplate life later.

Sarabas was not satisfied with the chthonic monster's answer. – Your kind is on the verge of extinction. It is surrounded by my will. The circle tightens. Soon there will be no place for humans. And what about you? You creep through caves in hopes of amusing yourself with a size greater than that which has been given to you from birth. While others fight and die in a futile attempt to stop me, you live like a parasite, sucking the last juices out of dying humanity. Meaninglessness – that is your true name. The nightmare comes to an end. Sarabas wakes up in a cold sweat. Was it just a dream, or did he really speak with the heart of the chthonic forest? **Sarabas restores all action points.** **Sarabas loses the effect of the terrible potion.** **Sarabas receives -5 to Will until resting.**

When you receive a powerful debuff, but your willpower was already at 1 anyway.