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Toralay woke up from the evil hiss right next to her, and then heard a loud bang. Drowsiness quickly retreated, Toralay instantly opened her eyes. Pursefone struggled with some kind of healthy boar. A quick inspection of the room: a few more people were fighting in bed, the rest were already fighting on the floor. Someone's clawed hand grabbed Toralay by the leg, she quickly pulled it out. Their entire plan flew to Tartarus. Everything will have to be solved here and now.

Torah muscles hurt - she remembered the experience in the corridor, but Torah immediately shoved the bad thoughts into the farthest corner of the brain. It’s not time to suffer and pity yourself. She closed her eyes for a second, took a breath, and rushed to the aid of Pursefone. The boar did not expect such a retaliatory aggression and fell on its side. Pusefone quickly got out from under her and looked at Toralay. They understood each other. Cat-girls pushed their feet in a greasy carcass and kicked them to the floor, but she had already recovered and grabbed Torah by the leg. Toralay immediately felt that she was being pulled down and tried to grab onto something, but the boar was stronger. The ceiling flashed before the eyes of the Torah, and she felt that she was being pulled down and tried to clutch at something, but did not work out. The ceiling flashed before Torah eyes, and Toralay felt the pain hit her back against the iron side, and the next moment she was on the floor. The stars danced from the strong pain in front of her eyes, but even so, Torah realized that the boar was going to attack. A shadow hung over her and Torah barely managed to roll as to where she was, Pursefone fell with her opponent. She practically straddled the boar and tried to grope something on the fat neck. After a couple of moments, they stopped. Pursephone was quite detached from her opponent: she did not move. Someone screamed in fright. Mewlodia, huddled up, sat on her bed and looked at her sister with round eyes.

“She is alive,” Poursefone calmed her briefly, and then leaned toward Toralay: “How are you?”

“Fine,” Torah almost stopped counting the stars.

“Get out of here and don’t fall into the hands of anyone,” Pursefone, satisfied with Toralay answer, instructed her sister.

Mialodia nodded and, looking around, climbed off the bed and quickly left the epicenter, and the next second, Pursephone and Toralia were already fighting off some kind of harpy.