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- Well, Alud, I will certainly tell you if I see something, I myself am extremely interested in my nature of seeing your world. I see you are tired, you can rest in the bedroom on the second floor - Conrod says, looking at the leader of the werewolves. Indeed, Alud had not yet fully recovered from the battle and escape from prison and looked extremely exhausted. Alud nodded approvingly and embracing Yulia went up to the second floor with her. Duk, meanwhile, took out a long bundle tightly wrapped in cloth from a black bag. Turning it halfway, Conrod saw an unusual-looking blade, all covered with hieroglyphs, which burned slightly, as if a flashlight was built into it. Duk placed the blade carefully on the table, its handle wrapped tightly in cloth up to the ring guard. The blade glowed faintly and pulsed. Conrod, fascinated, watched the amazing weapon.

- What it is? Some ancient artifact? Is he magical? asks Conrod impatiently.

- Yes, the white-faced attacked Alud with this blade. It