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In the middle of the hall, a pin of shadows was planned, behind it the spear of the werewolves fell with a clang to the carved floor. Brook-ta-man lowered his hand, the ring on his finger stopped buzzing. The elders fixed their eyes on the center of the room. The inhuman faces of the elders were distorted by a wave of disgust. "Tears of Eleanor" could not contain the strength of the elders, but pretty much lowered it.

- Why did you bring us this disgusting thing, this creation of despicable werewolves? And what is this thing of shadows doing here? asks one of the circle of five.

“I will tell you what happened tonight. You , as always , were not mistaken, uninvited guests came to the city. I accidentally managed to find out who it is.

- And who is it? The old man asked in a hissing voice.

- Dirty mercenary force, white-faced hunters. Surprised murmurs swept through the vaults of the room. Brook-ta-man continued.

- I found out that an attack was being prepared on me, so I had to secure
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