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- Sit silently!

The wizard pulled the bolt, pulled out the ritual knife from the scabbard and began to put small icons on wood and metal, while reciting the memorized spell. Then he took a box of blue ointment from his belt bag and drew a continuous line across the joint.

“It'll give us a few extra seconds if he starts rushing in here. Actually, the spell is designed for spiritual entities, not for demons, but we will win some moments ...

Was that a demon?

— No, the evil Gray Wolf! the mage barked.

Ignoring the stunned people, Tobius looked around the great hall with sooty walls and ceiling beams, many hearths and stoves, tall skylights and empty cauldrons. Cold and musty reigned where suffocating heat and the smell of food should have reigned. The doors to the storerooms were left open. If, leaving, the defenders of Dubram left something to eat, then the Zulans and the like have long since cleaned everything up.

The gray master counted the people who were lucky enough to be with him.
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