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The magician finished the paragraph and let his tired hand rest.

Why didn't you build cities in your homeland? People began to unite, obeying the natural evolutionary instinct. It is our nature to unite from small communities to large ones ... although if you carry the burden of knowledge and memory of all your ancestors, it must be terribly difficult for you to change something in your life.

'We don't like change,' Harul confirmed succinctly.

So, who did you meet when you got here?

— With many. As homeless as we are.

What about the Dalians? Have you seen them?

- One.

The conversation kind of died. The wizard was patient, and the Majidani were in no hurry to continue.

- AND?

— A terrible creature that passed by. He did not even see us, but we all felt then that we could die at any moment. Just if this terrible creature wants to kill us. Many fears have known the Majidani since that time, but we remember that fear especially clearly. Worse than dragons.

It was a serious statement.

- Hm
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