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Tirza eyed the talkative Tiliian with suspicion. "I'm glad that watching my victories brings you joy. Do you have something to say to me?"

Artelix travels 10 units of distance.
Zigzag travels 6 units of distance.
Artelix travels 6 units of distance. Artelix uses "Gust of Wind" [0/300]. Zigzag loses (1164-50%)-37%=366 HP [-51/315]
Artelix wins.

- I'm glad that watching my victories brings you joy. Do you have something to ask me?

-Of course, it brings me great joy! For example, look, while we were talking, two battles have already passed, and I didn't even notice. And why is that? Because they're boring! I don't like those! Do I have a request? Sort of. How about a friendly dinner at the Tristram tavern this evening? I'd be so happy if you came! Maybe you can tell me about your heroic deeds? Believe me, it's very, very important to me," said the Thylian, and when the crowd buzzed again, she whispered a little quieter: "and for our order. So, you'll come, right?

- Forgive me, which order? - Tartarus Ghostdrain asked, who was sitting in the seat next to him.

Lol.

- I prefer to dine in more welcoming places. However, I can't say no to such an enthusiastic fan.

-I'm so happy! Today feels like my birthday! - Adylika clapped her hands with joy. -I wonder how the last battle of this round will end...

The White Dragon covers 22 units of distance and attacks Hedos (Soft Palm). Hedos loses (paralysis) 20 - 20% = 16 HP x 8 = 128 HP [472/600].
The White Dragon attacks Hedos (Blooming Plum) – (ignores 20% armor and resistances). The White Dragon uses "Falling Star." Hedos loses (crit) 1940 HP. [-1468/600]
The White Dragon wins.

Flew off to Venus.

Let’s just say, she convinced the person to participate in the tournament.

And yet, both characters weren't supposed to be in the tournament in the first place.

Gray text: Well, he was a vampire, so it's only logical that he sucked.

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Tirza said nothing to her interlocutor and watched the duel in silence. Once again, after the announcement of the victory, she nodded approvingly to Dragon.

Shaking off the remnants of the defeated from his powerful foot, the Dragon nodded in response to his acquaintance. This time, Tirze thought he saw a sinister smirk flash across the Dragon’s face for just a moment.

They ruined the Monk.

Having collected her newly acquired wealth, Tirza headed to Halgard's forge. There, she inquired in detail (or asked the boy) about the knight's helmet and belt, the god's armor, and the moonblade.