young rivers in your hands (смешанная)

"You are brilliant," he laughs, and means it.
Bhaal's Chosen smiles at him through bloody teeth. "Always with the flattery, Enver," they rasp, sliding their empty hand up his wrist. The point of a claw presses into his skin, just above the echo of his heartbeat. "Satisfied with your prize?"
The Chosen of Bane and the Chosen of Bhaal return to Baldur's Gate with the Crown of Karsus. They celebrate.