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Author: Fagotin
Once upon a time, all the heroes gathered to discuss their SUPER abilities!
First, the Elf boasts:
- Absolute luck, that's what I'm talking about – it's a powerful thing! Whatever I do, it always turns out to my advantage. Watch this!
The Elf picks up a pine cone and tosses it in the air. The pine cone accidentally hits a passing pigeon, the pigeon swerves, a hawk aiming at it misses and crashes into a tree, involuntarily relieving itself on the Necromancer's bald spot.
Necromancer: Ugh!
Everyone: Oooooh!
Mage: I knew it would happen!
The satisfied Elf turns to the Dark Elf: What can you do?
Dark Elf: - I can see!
Everyone: - How so?
Mage: I know.
The Dark Elf rolls her eyes, sways in a trance, and says in a ghostly voice: I see, I see that my element is fire! - Then she points at the Elf: And yours is fire too!
Elf: So what?
Dark Elf: And that's it!
Everyone: Uuuuuu…
Dark Elf: And the Knight has water!
With these words, she lightly taps the Knight on the finger, a flash, and the Knight flies into the bushes.
Everyone: Oooooh!
Mage: I knew it would happen.
The Knight flies out of the bushes, and with a cry of "and I can do this!" he punches the Elf in the face with a gauntleted fist. Now the Elf flies into the bushes.
Mage: I knew he would do that.
Everyone: Mage, you're annoying!
Mage: What? It's my ability to know everything.
Knight: Then guess, will I hit you on your cheeky, know-it-all face or not?
Mage: You won't hit me.
Knight: You're wrong!
The Mage flies into the bushes, knocking the Dark Elf who is climbing out of them.
The indignant Dark Elf: Your element is air! And mine is earth!
The Mage flies away from the elemental attack into other bushes.
Demon: And I…
Everyone: And you just be quiet, as the weakest one at the start!
Demon, offended: But I can do this!
Next to the Demon, a portal opens, and a copy of the Demon without a head falls out and lands on the ground.
Everyone: What is that?
Demon, pointing to the headless body: This is instant Gate! With the Swarming Gate ability! Otherwise, he would have only appeared up to his waist.
Knight: That's awesome! If you pull this off in battle, all my troops will die laughing, except for the monks - they have no sense of humor.
Necromancer, finally wiping the hawk's gift off his bald spot: Ugh!
Everyone, turning to the Necromancer: What can you do?
Necromancer, shyly: Sing…
Everyone: Well, sing.
Necromancer, clearing his throat: Che-o-orny vo-o-oron! What are you doing…
Knight: He sings so soulfully, Elrat, it brings tears to my eyes...!
He hugs the Dark Elf, everyone cries.
Mage, climbing out of the bushes: And I know why he's doing that!...