Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов
Chapter 3
Inthisspherethesemonstersareforeignandthereisnoplaceforthem.Doyouunderstand,Ciri?"
"Ido,UncleVesemir.Geraltexplainedittome.Iknowallthat.Anecologicalnicheis—"
"Allright,that’sfine.Iknowwhatitis.IfGeralthasexplainedittoyou,youdon’thavetoreciteittome.Letusreturntothegraveir.Graveirsappearquiterarely,fortunately,becausethey’rebloodydangeroussons-of-bitches.Thesmallestwoundinflictedbyagraveirwillinfectyouwithcorpsevenom.Whichelixirisusedtotreatcorpsevenompoisoning,Ciri?"
"‘GoldenOriole’."
"Correct.Butitisbettertoavoidinfectiontobeginwith.Thatiswhy,whenfightingagraveir,youmustnevergetclosetothebastard.Youalwaysfightfromadistanceandstrikefromaleap."
"Hmm...Andwhere’sitbesttostrikeone?"
"We’rejustgettingtothat.Look..."
"Oncemore,Ciri.We’llgothroughitslowlysothatyoucanmastereachmove.Now,I’mattackingyouwithtierce,takingthepositionasiftothrust...Whyareyouretreating?"
"BecauseIknowit’safeint!Youcanmoveintoawidesinistraorstrikewithupperquarte.AndI’llretreatandparrywithacounterfeint!"
"Isthatso?AndifIdothis?"
"Auuu!Itwassupposedtobeslow!WhatdidIdowrong,Coën?"
"Nothing.I’mjusttallerandstrongerthanyouare."
"That’snotfair!"
"There’snosuchthingasafairfight.Youhavetomakeuseofeveryadvantageandeveryopportunitythatyouget.
