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Siegfried took the potion from Hostor’s hands, swirled it around, watched it slosh in the flask, and took a sip.

Alko started singing in his native language again.

- Alright. If you provide us with medicine and food, I will be the healer, and Lindeskar will be my assistant, a medic. As we were told, the city was besieged a week ago. How many more such attacks can we expect?

- An assistant? I don't think that's the best idea... - Sirett scrutinized Lindeskar with a discerning look. - You say you're a hunter? Can you track game and remain quiet? Are you a good archer? - Brian turned to Faelvir, - healers and doctors are needed in the infirmary; after the first attack, there were too many wounded. A healer would also be useful in a reconnaissance and sabotage squad. How many more can we expect?... Well, for now, we can't say anything about the enemy's numbers.

- I never killed anyone... - Lindeskar mumbled, lowering his head, and then, with a sigh, barely managed to say - people.

*Heimir grabbed the potion and drank half of it, then put the bottle in his INVENTORY.*

- I never killed anyone... - Lindeskar mumbled, lowering his head, and then, with a sigh, barely managed to say - people.

- That's not a problem, - Brian sat down at the table, placed a piece of paper on it, and made a few notes with a pen, then handed it to the elves, - go to the armory with this, and Faelvir should run to the herbalist's house in the southern part of the city. Then come back to me.

Volchok agreed to let him play for now.

Lindeskar trembled all over and tried to take the offered note. His hand seemed unwilling to move and take the piece of paper. But he still took it, mumbled something incoherent, and, still trembling, turned around, walked out of the hall with an unsteady step, and stopped outside the door.
Faelvir, assuring Brian that they would definitely follow his instructions, followed Lindeskar. Lindeskar looked at his companion, and, meeting understanding in his sad gaze, calmed down a little (at least, he stopped trembling), after which the healer, again addressing the guard, asked him to inform the elves of the way to the armory, not forgetting to point to the note from Brian.

Anther followed Reynold’s advice and took a few potions from the cabinet.

Both elves followed the guard into the armory, and he kindly agreed to show them around. When the quartermaster had the paper written by Siretta in his hands, he said a slow "aha...", got up from his chair, walked around the room, and after a few minutes, laid out the equipment on the table – here you go.
An Imperial leather armor with steel plates, a travel cloak, a hood, a steel helmet, a flint, a flask, candles, a long Imperial bow, and two quivers of arrows for Lindeskar.
A steel cuirass, a helmet, and 4 potions of mana restoration for Faelvir.

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When Redram finished checking the potions on the rack, he concluded that there was no acid among them.

- Once, I had the opportunity to visit the Zaun prison, - said Siegfried, examining the shelves for any precursors to explosives. - There, the prisoners are made to run an obstacle course. And the protein waffles are quite good.

After Redram finished testing the potions on the rack, he concluded that there were no acids among them.

Thanks for the help, guys!
No problem, you'd be screwed trying to test all these potions alone!
How thoughtful, that's so sweet!
But there's still nothing here!
Hostor angrily threw a couple of flasks into the cauldron, where they shattered with a clang. After that, heaving a sigh, the mage approached the crystal and examined it.

"What is he trying to do? Cause another explosion? This guy definitely has an addiction!" - Trust concluded, watching the bottles with a philosophical gaze. - What should we do? Theoretically, we could use acid to dissolve the cells. But then, a reasonable question arises - how? - Reynold simply shrugged, saying the last part of the sentence.

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In short, guys, let's drink other potions in search of mana potions.

stop messing around, go through the third door already.

The homunculus approached the table and examined the crystal.

The mage approached the crystal and examined it.

The crystal is just a crystal. It's light blue, glows, and has a slight reflectivity.
Siegfried finds 100 grams of blue powder, resembling gunpowder.
Remember that there are two entrances to the laboratory? One, from which the trio came, and the other, where the jailer fled.

And it takes it away.