Book: The dead game

Slowly leaned forward, the necromancer suddenly hissed:
- RIA, is the male dormitory!
It was said like: "RIA, you trampled on the remains of my ancestors!". I grimaced from one tone, not to mention the strangeness of the claim.
- Yes, men - I confirmed I was. - You're here too, you know?

Remember, the adepts, in any situation you must keep a sober mind and cold calculation, this is the only way to be remembered by relatives and friends not as a gnawed ham.