chapter 84

He turned sharply, trying to throw the girl off the back of her neck, but she put one ax into the magical space and clung to the armor. The hobgoblin spun around, tried to grab Weasel with his hand, but nothing happened, she deftly dodged. And then she slashed at the head. Thick skin and bone saved the hobgoblin, and the ax plunged barely a few millimeters into the head. A figure of 80 damage appeared above the goblin, he squealed.

I stepped back, breathing heavily. The world shakes before my eyes. Pain ripples from the shoulder. I noticed a message that the hand was critically wounded and now I can’t move it for a hundred seconds.

While the hobgoblin squeals and tries to throw Weasel off, I removed almost all the torches from magical space, dumped them in a pile. A strong flame shot up, illuminating the area. A black ball formed in the left hand, to which all space was drawn. The fire from the burning torches piled in a heap reached for the ball. I brought it closer. The flame seemed
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