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“I don’t agree,” Felix said sternly.

Tristan flushed.

- What an idiot! Completely obsessed with his nobility! Didn't you hear my words?! – the vampire’s gaze flashed lightning.

Felix clenched his fists and stubbornly raised his chin. Tantario walked around the mare and came face to face with the knight. He glared at his companion for a while, then turned sharply and walked away, straightening the gray shirt Felix had given him that was slipping off his shoulders. Since the knight was taller and more powerful than the blond, Tantario practically drowned in these clothes. It's a pity that his things turned into holey rags after an unsuccessful teleport. However, we can say thank you that only things were damaged, and not he himself was blown to pieces. There have been such cases.

The sliding fabric revealed the blonde's pale shoulders. Felix took a closer look at them, paying close attention to the red, thin cuts covered in dried blood. These wounds were taking up too much of their time
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