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Moments when you regret past decisions.

But getting out of the city was not so easy. A crowd of cheering players blocked the road leading to the only gate in the fortress wall.

- Beauty, let's go with us? - from time to time someone rolled up to Lisa, shining with enthusiasm in his eyes.

Tark grimaced each time. It seems that everyone is going to have fun, not compete. Flirting hung in the air like a thick smog. Many left the city in hugging couples.

But the mounts came across only in units.

“I don’t understand anything,” he muttered. “But how are these boobies going to win?”

"Hopefully lucky," Ehan replied. – You do not take into account that due to the specifics of the selection there are many who have never played professionally. Except for yourself, for fun.

"Maybe you're right," Tark agreed reluctantly. “Hurry to get out,” he sighed at last.

Virker confidently led them along, holding a real donkey by the bridle.

The donkey was unceremoniously loaded with such a rather big hill.
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