...and at last it was silence again. -Iv...Iv "the Black one"! What a hell was that! -hmmm...mylord, as suppose you know, I have been preparing this ressurection spell for two long months. And I have been preparing it according to your order to return the spirit of the great warrior Bjorick the Mighty into the body of his. SInce only he can stand our land against the Enemy. I had collected all neccessary ingredients. I had drawn hexa-and pentagrams according to the position of stars. Indeed I have never casted a spell like this one. However, mylord, the spell, I suppose, ricocheted from the Bjorick's beard and hit... -Iv... tell me. Why did the pillow on which I am sitting now had just moved ?