Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов

           "

           "What?Why?"

           "I’msensitised-"

           "You?Amagician?"

           "I’mallergic!"shesobbedwithhelplessexasperationand

           despairinganger."Ialwayshavebeen!Ican’ttolerateelixirs!Icantreatotherswiththembutcanonlytreatmyselfwithamulets."

           "Whereistheamulet?"

           "Idon’tknow."Shegroundherteeth."ImusthaveleftitinKaerMorhen.Orlostit-"

           "Damnit.Whatarewegoingtodo?Maybeyoushouldcastaspellonyourself?"

           "I’vetried.Andthisistheresult.Ican’tconcentratebecauseofthiscramp…"

           "Don’tcry."

           "Easyforyoutosay!"

           Thewitchergotup,pulledhissaddle-bagsfromRoach’sbackandbeganrummagingthroughthem.Trisscurledup,herfacecontractedandherlipstwistedinaspasmofpain.

           "Ciri…"

           "Yes,Triss?"

           "Doyoufeelallright?No…unusualsensations?"

           Thegirlshookherhead.

           "Maybeit’sfoodpoisoning?WhatdidIeat?Butweallatethesamething…Geralt!Washyourhands.MakesureCiriwashesherhands…"

           "Calmdown.Drinkthis."

           Whatisit?"

           "Ordinarysoothingherbs.There’snexttonomagicinthemsotheyshouldn’tdoyouanyharm.Andthey’llrelievethecramps."

           "Geralt,thecramps…they’renothing.