In the Darkness of City Blocks
Several more magicians came out, they took away all the weapons lying on the ground and which were on the captives and, together with the insensible bodies, dragged them into the basement.
“Let's leave this plush wolf cub to ourselves,” the dark figure says in a completely different voice, nasty and low. And then she answers herself in a terrible voice, from which the heart stops.
No, we don't need him. - the figure enters the house, waving his hand towards Berhes. The magician nods and begins to weave a purple wrecking ball spell.
- Fucking magicians - only Berges has time to think before he shatters into bloody parts. Deathly silence reigned over the forest.
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