Готовый перевод Предел Возможного / The Bounds of Reason: Глава 1

- He's not coming out, told you - said pimpled man with a nod. - He went there an hour ago, he's dead by now.

Crowding near the ruins the inhabitants were silent, staring at the hole covered with stones. The cave entrance. The fat man in a yellow cloth jacket shifted from foot to foot, cleared his throat and took off his beret.

- Let's wait a bit more - he said wiping the sweat from his sparse eyebrows.

- Wait for what? - pimpled man snorted. - That's the basilisk's cave, have you forgot? Every man who will go down there will die. A lot of them died already. What we are waiting for?

- We made a deal - the fat man growled uncertainly. - How so?

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Переводчики: localoliver