Destined By The Goddess
-Is that possible?
-They hide underground. In winter, the undead hibernate, slowing down their metabolic processes... oh, forget it. Marisa folded the letter, slipping it into her pocket. “The point is, they found a big lair. Underground, on several levels. Traces of dark rituals, cocoons of the undead.
-AND? the man got worried. It seemed to him that the hair was moving at the back of his head.
-Nothing. It's completely empty," Marisa said thoughtfully. – Nobody is there.
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