A week later, when Miron had just about recovered from his unprecedented and indelible battle with that monster Udariv, who had even become his favorite, he and Kei were once again strolling the streets of the city under the dark and shining veils of night. They left as soon as they finished the usual chores assigned by their good godmother. The latter, who since that famous night of the monsters, had considered them, especially Miron, obviously with an ironic air, amused and worried at the same time. She had not needed to hear the story from their own mouths, because it was the biggest, the most overwhelming news that circulated throughout the country, that made the mages boil, dismayed them, made the lovers of magic and legends dream, aroused the curiosity and l**t of others, and even te
