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Assassination and the dead

The guys nodded in unison.

"I don't understand," Velda said. He shouldn't, but he does. How?

“Maybe somehow,” Tiyan suggested and began to fumble in his pockets in search of food.

He can't do anything on his own. Otherwise, the keepers would not be needed. The stones from which the city is built are unintelligent, they are not able to understand that the defense lacks energy, and cannot add it.

- What if it's an amulet? Kalar asked.

“The city itself is that amulet. Where have you seen amulets that charge themselves?

“Nowhere,” Kalar admitted. “Even the accumulators need to be opened so that they draw in energy.

“Here,” Velda typed in and said worriedly. “The protection here is either not the same as in other cities. Or the last custodian died much later than everyone thinks. Or not dead at all. Sitting somewhere... - the girl thought.

“In the bushes,” Ladai prompted.

Velda nodded.

Sitting and giggling as he watches us call the city.

"He can't sit anywhere," Dean said irritably. “Every
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