Since then
From the gnomes before, received before
I'm heading from the map
A place that has become from the desert to the wilderness
From there, the harpies or
Griffons
And from there, from various monsters
From the spirits of the land
I don't like spirits...
Tell those lowly spirits to revolt
Only squirrels
From the assistants, from the spirits
Attack the one approaching from the water in front
do.
And from those in front of them
to attack the winds
And from the Waves
It is trying to attack the fire swarms
And the fire, or
And it is coming from the Satirops
And quickly
Appear from the harpies