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mafia advice detected. Or redirects the ranged attack to a mafia ally-corpse or draws attention to itself-corpse
..разым двазым трызым рызым пята лата сигерь мата локом боком крюк за крюк из бульмы бульма урюк.. Знание некоторых закономерностей освобождает от изучения многих фактов. Мечты сбываются рано или поздно, так или иначе.
...MasteR hurried to the place where he usually performed a routine procedure, as it was for someone with his interests. He didn't know if he would be able to carry it out tonight because he expected the material only in the future. But not far from the place he needed, he stopped abruptly. Something made him uneasy. There was a source of strong magic nearby. Magic unknown to him. MasteR took a dice from his pocket and significantly slowed down. He felt that with every step, the source became more powerful. But before he could blink, a figure in a hood appeared out of nowhere in front of him and grabbed him by the throat. MasteR felt his life force and magical power slowly draining away. Unclenching his fist, he threw the dice on the ground. A skeleton appeared from it, which drew a sword from its scabbard, hanging at MasteR’s belt, and cut off the attacker’s arm. The fallen hand immediately disappeared, and a new one instantly grew in its place. A burst of magical energy flew towards the attacker but dissipated harmlessly upon hitting an invisible barrier. The skeleton attacked again, but crumbled after the opponent simply raised his hand. The sword flew straight into MasteR’s heart, who did not have time to react or do anything. The hooded figure slowly approached the slain man, leaned over him, and burned two letters on his forehead with a finger: “ЁР,” then vanished...
...In the evening, an armed northerner came to Sesame's house and said that he would stay with her for the night. And so he did because Sesame couldn't refuse him...
...ToX had nothing to worry about, as someone from the guild of warriors guarded his residence all night...
...The situation in the city does not allow you to wander around peacefully at night, as you could before. But apparently, someone forgot about this. And when he met a battered citizen in a dark alley – it was already too late...
...Someone found the corpse of a guard in the sewers. After examining it, he decided to leave as soon as possible...
Sesame
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