“Sit down,” the first man who looked at Dir said in a bass voice.

Peter just now saw a gap in the even circle of those who were sitting. Coming to the place the man was pointing to, Deer sat down with his legs crossed like a "half-lotus".

“You don’t need to know our names,” the burly man, who was now sitting directly opposite Dir, was still pulling. “But we know yours, warrior. Your past is after you. And it won't let you go until you look into its eyes. Only then will you be free from your dreams... forever. You saved one of our granddaughters two years ago and...