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– That’s it. Why don’t you heal? What spells do you not know?

She said as she placed her warm hand on my head. I shook my head.

– Well, what to do with you. Spell"treatment».

I magically healed. Got up from the ground.

– If I were even handsome, it would not be a shame. It’s a pity you’re such a freak.

– Lady. Excuse me, but I consider myself handsome and attractive. All the girls told me that. I didn’t have many of them.– I said proudly.

– Look at you.– She created a mirror with magic and put it next to me.– Say are you beautiful?

A terrible sight met my eyes. The freak in the reflection was me. My attractive face turned into an ugliness. With freckles and pimples. And also warts. Pieces of flesh hung down like dried snot. I touched them, it’s pieces of skin. I tried to tear them off, but I couldn’t. Anyone would run away when they see me. At that moment, I saw the former witch laughing. This is her curse. So she mocked me. Well, I won’t be nice to ladies anymore. Tired.

– It doesn’t matter if I’m handsome or not. I will have many ladies. I will not be kind to you. Lead to the city. In the guild. And to the magician. We must try to return home and take revenge on the witch. And the fate of the other lady must be known. Maybe you saw her while flying? Young naked? No older than twenty.