Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов
Chapter 3
"Lambertcáenmea’báethaeparse."
"What?Ididn’tunderstand..."
"Withtimeyou’llmastertheidioms,too.We’vestillgotalotoftimeforstudyingbeforespring.Butnow...Va’enaesledde,meelaineluned!"
"Here,onthisengraving...No,damnit,notonthatone...Onthisone.Thisis,asyoualreadyknow,aghoul.Tellus,Ciri,whatyou’velearnedaboutghouls...Hey,lookatme!Whatthedevilhaveyougotonyoureyelids?"
"Greaterself-esteem!"
"What?Nevermind,I’mlistening."
"Hmm...Theghoul,UncleVesemir,isacorpse-devouringmonster.Itcanbeseenincemeteries,inthevicinityofbarrows,anywherethedeadareburied.Atnec—necropolia.Onbattlegrounds,onfieldsofbattle..."
"Soit’sonlyadangertothedead,isthatright?"
"No,notonly.Aghoulmayalsoattackthelivingifit’shungryorfallsintoafury.If,forexample,there’sabattle...Alotofpeoplekilled..."
"What’sthematter,Ciri?"
"Nothing..."
"Ciri,listen.Forgetaboutthat.Thatwillneverreturn."
"Isaw...InSoddenandinTransriver...Entirefields...Theywerelyingthere,beingeatenbywolvesandwilddogs.Birdswerepickingatthem...Iguesstherewereghoulstheretoo..."
"That’swhyyou’relearningaboutghoulsnow,Ciri.Whenyouknowaboutsomethingitstopsbeinganightmare.Whenyouknowhowtofightsomething,itstopsbeingsothreatening.Sohowdoyoufightaghoul,Ciri?"
"Withasilversword.Theghoulissensitivetosilver."
