Clicking his tongue, Dir squinted at the setting sun. "Beautiful" - flashed a crazy thought. He took one more look at the concrete "coffin" for five fighters and quickly moved towards the city. There was no time for sentimentality. When there were literally two hundred meters to the first houses of the city, Peter slowed down. The premonition was worse than ever. Dir knew that as soon as he took the first step into the territory of the city, he would immediately find himself in the domain of Gloom and Pain, and therefore he was in no hurry to approach the goal of his campaign. The cool air of the...