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I started a dangerous game again

I still couldn't sleep. Zark returned almost in the morning. He smelled of alcohol. For the first time I saw a demon drunk. Desperate to sleep, she went out to breathe. The morning dawned. A thin pink streak cut across the horizon. I didn’t want to go for a run, and I had to hurry. I'll go wake up Partik. I turned to the door and froze. Someone sneaked into our house. The stranger in the black mask did not notice me. He was focused on his goal. I cautiously followed the stranger.

- Zark!!! - My cry of horror deafened the attacker.

He froze with a knife held high above his head. Zark opened his eyes. He stared for a second at the sharp blade hanging above him. The reaction of his body was instant. Furry as he went, he waved his hand. Long claws flashed in the darkness of the room. The striker did not even understand what had happened. Four neat deep cuts adorned his stomach. The stranger doubled over and dropped the knife from his hand. Blood gushed fro