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Run away from the sphere... while you still have the chance to run on two legs....

Remind me, by the way, why Adrian took our gear with him when he teleported. Was it so the witch would target him?

It's obvious that Revan set him up when he asked him to deliver everything to the organization as the commander.

Alex, so what are you doing? Are you ignoring the orb and leaving it where it is, taking it with you and bringing it to Silver Knight as planned, or are you changing the plan completely and doing something else?

And don't forget about bleeding.

- To achieve this, I need support. From your esteemed selves, and at least from this contingent, if you consider it in such an impeccable manner. Furthermore, I will need the support of other members of the expedition. Ideally, they would do as they please, and the caravans would continue onward, but they would likely perish within a day, making things more difficult for us. And besides, they signed the papers, but it seems not everyone fully understands the consequences of breaching the agreement after receiving the monetary reward.

ALEX, WHAT ABOUT THE FLOWER EXTRACT? PLEASE BUY IT. IT'S A SHAME THAT IT'S GONE.

I forgot. Sorry.
Losing his arm and eye taught Adrian caution: he decided not to touch the suspiciously looking sphere and went to deliver what he found to the headquarters. Remembering about the extract, he returned to the store.

- Quetzzy knows that I was poisoned, but that's all, and otherwise, I completely agree with you and wish you success in completing this difficult task. - Mearef spoke as if Amos had already agreed, and then he began to speak loudly so that all members of the expedition could hear, and several times he managed to burp up green slime. - Dear colleagues, unfortunately, my condition is only getting worse with each day, and to my shame, I cannot fulfill my duties as the expedition leader. For this reason, I am transferring my authority to this person. - He pointed to Amos. - Until I say otherwise, I require all of you to follow the orders of this person. And now, please excuse me. - Mearef finished speaking and went to his tent.

For this reason, I am passing on my authority to this man. - He pointed to Amos.

Forgot. Sorry.
Losing an arm and an eye taught Adrian caution: he touched the suspiciously looking sphere and went to deliver what he found to headquarters. Remembering about the extract, he returned to the store.

I will write that you first went to "Sanctuary" and then went to headquarters. After all, no one in the organization knows that you are supposed to come and that you have some kind of assignment from Mearef.

In the organization's hall, Silverknight Adrian, as before, met Shaella. The girl, as before, didn't have much work to do. She seemed to recognize the guest and looked at his left eye and hand with some anxiety. - Holy Alissandra, what happened to you?

- So be it, - agreed Ratislav. - I wish you a speedy recovery, commander. - Then the Tyrian turned to Amos. - And what are your further orders, sir? Shall we lay down our arms and surrender to the natives, hoping for their mercy?

Hand over all the shekels to the current leadership.

It's obvious that Revan set him up when he asked him to deliver everything to the organization as a commander.

But it was Adrian who told Mearef that he possessed a teleport and wanted to return to the city...

Perhaps the Sorceress was simply afraid to attack an entire camp, and she had already tracked down her belongings. I wonder if she was very upset that her dwelling was burned down.

But it was Adrian who told Mearef that he possessed a teleport and wanted to return to the city...

Okay.

Agnet was very surprised by this decision. "What is Sylverayte even thinking? That incompetent doctor would have poisoned him long ago if he weren't so lazy and apathetic." -- Alright, have fun. If anything happens, you know where to find me (note: by the campfire).