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Spirit is only required for certain classes.

ONLY HATE, ONLY HARDCORE

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Revan, you also wrote that the spirit is now used for mana regeneration.

I wrote that Wisdom is used for mana regeneration, not Spirit.

Peeking out from behind the tree once more, Lindeskar saw that one of the elves was already sitting in front of the bloodied corpse, muttering something. The words were unintelligible, but overall it sounded like... a prayer? The young elf tried to remember his home village, the small church in the middle of it, and the priest there. Of course, he had never been to church, but he had heard prayers... yes, the elf was definitely reciting a prayer. Maybe they didn't kill those two? Even if they did, is it worth approaching them? Maybe it's not too late to escape?

Lindeskar hesitated. And then he still hid his spear behind his back, accidentally hitting his cover. The travelers simply couldn't have missed the sound of metal hitting wood. There was nothing left to do but come out, preferably carefully, so as not to be riddled with bolts. He slowly stepped out from behind the oak, raising his hands with open palms, and said "H-hello," trying to give his voice as friendly a tone as possible and banish the tremor from it (which he didn't quite manage).

"Like a homing pigeon," the celestial being thought. With a swift motion, he shed his monastic robes, quickly retrieved a bow from his bag, and pulled out several arrows from his hat.
He aimed, whispered, "first the bird, then the man," and released the bowstring.

- You haven't introduced your companion, - the elf said to the dark-skinned young man.

although Siv didn't introduce himself either, lol

Having finished reciting the prayer, Faelvir opened his eyes and stood up. Hostor and Daar were looking at a large, branching oak tree nearby. Faelvir glanced in the same direction and saw a silhouette of a person or another humanoid next to the tree. (How should I even call it when I don't know what race it is? x) Faelvir involuntarily gripped his staff. "Who is that? Is he watching us? What is behind his back? A spear? Or just a staff?"

Let Hostor and Daar write the rest; their reaction to what is happening is needed.

The shot was perfect – the arrow hit the bird with absolute accuracy. After that, Bai Feng noticed that the person he had been observing was no longer in his field of vision.

WATCH OUT! THERE'S SOMEONE BEHIND YOU!

Fang Pei replied to Nel in a polite and apologetic tone: - I don't know anything about any general. I arrived here very recently. But in general, I have nothing against him visiting. Fang got up from the table and offered his hand to Nel. - By the way, I am a monk of the Order of the Celestial Empire. My specialty is healing various types of ailments," the young man smiled with a small spark of irony. - So, I'm afraid, Nel, you will be left without a job as a healer.

I'm going to sleep, I'll be back around 11 PM Moscow time. If I hold you up (I'm addressing Hos, Crabby, and Wolf), let Hos speak for me; I won't be offended.

"I said it to myself," Plesen muttered, but it was too late, and the white-haired man knocked him unconscious.

WHITEBEARD.

Having tracked the approximate location where the bird fell, the Nightblade skillfully climbed onto the nearest tree, from which he had a good view of the hill and the surrounding forest, keeping his shurikens ready. Bai Feng listened intently to the silence of the night.
"Where are you, Snow White? An assassin of that level couldn't have missed the shot..."

Kosha, oh, Kosha. It seems like people are trying to talk to you. Or do you not talk to those who don't drink tea? :)
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Hommi, we'll talk to you too. We need to finish the dialogue.