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He looked at the wave that ran before his eyes in an uncountable stream of human bodies - it seemed so. So it was easier to perceive the chaos that more and more absorbed the surrounding space.It's funny, but although the delonhi sorcerers tried, only those who stood in the center of the square managed to create protective barriers. The rest were swept by a wave of walking corpses. Their only defense was the dead they had already raised before. And also magic - biting discharges beating on staggering figures. Chaos. Raging in the square of the dead.Probably, if he saw this earlier, when he was still an ordinary person, he would shudder in horror. And the knowledge that you yourself created this nightmare would bring dreary hopelessness - this should not happen, people are not material for obedient, ignorant puppets. They should not die by the thousands for the sake of someone's insane goals.But it happened, and by his own will, as well as by the will of the enemy, they rose up and
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The foliage of the bushes rustled nearby, Kim slowly walked over and sank to the ground next to Vic. Mila and Lana wearily lay down on the grass and tried not to move anymore. The boy looked at the Wistolet with an attentive look. His lips curved slightly into a painful smile, and he clasped his knees with his hands and froze.He was silent for a while, then he spoke. Vic just listened, there was nothing else to do, although prickly needles dug quite noticeably into his side and right arm. This meant only one thing - the magician put his changed sword between himself and him."Sarsh," Kim's voice was hoarse, he struggled to get the words out. – An ice demon of the night from the world of the delonkhs. You should have stopped them, not me.... But you don't know who you are yet. It's strange that you turned into a sarsha, it's strange that the Delonkhs chose our world for their hunt. We have nothing that could be their target. Or is there? Kim shook his head and wearily rubbed his face
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He ate it slowly and paid. I moved slowly towards the exit, trying to predict how events would develop further. However, everything was obvious here.A familiar warrior was waiting right outside the door. Yarsi cast a quick glance around the yard and stepped towards the hitching post."Hey, boy," a heavy, plate-gloved hand landed on his shoulder. “Wait a minute, there is a conversation.I had to stop and turn around, noticing how two more men in the form of royal troops were approaching from the side.- You're not local, are you? So?"Yes," Yarsi nodded. - And what?- Otherwise, you're out of luck, guy, you won't be able to say goodbye to your family. We have an order - we take away everyone who is suitable for service. So come with us.- And I do not fit, - the werewolf smiled mockingly.- And why is that? – menacingly asked the warrior, and the other two chose positions so as to cut off the path to escape. - Don't talk to me. Or are you thinking of resisting? So we will quickly clar
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They stopped in a small depression. While the girl was walking to the river, Yarsi quickly gathered firewood, prepared a place for a fire and took out supplies from the travel bag. Of course, the fire could not have been kindled, but after the dampness of that road, I really wanted to at least dry my moisture-absorbed pants, which got all the spray from under the horse's hooves - on myself. And over the fire it was possible to fry bread and warm meat.The fellow traveler returned surprisingly quickly - cleanly washed, with smoothed hair, she saw the prepared branches and grabbed the staff.Let me light a fire! I'm doing well.The girl pointed her staff at the branches, whispered something softly. Yarsi prudently moved back, hoping very much that her skill was truly controllable and not like his own.The staff sparkled, a thin twisting lightning bolt fell from it, then another and another. They all hit exactly on the folded branches. Smoke appeared, and then flames danced.The werewolf
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With great difficulty - the spikes on the fingers significantly interfered, managed to tie the corners of the fabric and somehow cover myself in front and behind. Yes, he understood that it was night and most likely no one would see him, but he could not help himself - he was not used to walking around naked. Although he immediately remembered the werewolves of Reeta, for whom it was quite natural, he tried to justify himself by saying that he was not in the forest.Vic moved forward again, holding on to the slipping loincloth and completely unaware of where to get clothes. He cautiously crept along the house and peered around the corner, sniffing. The only option was to rob a clothes shop. The street turned out to be, though not central, but not out of the way. Vistolets was pleased to find here both the baker's house and the home of the shoemaker, and a tailor's workshop was found.He rushed to the solid one-story mansion, forced to use his ability to move quickly. Whatever you do f
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The last cart passed over the bridge, the caravan immediately picked up speed - the horses were whipped up and forced to trot. It remains to cross a small meadow and you can enter the gates of Kerival.- Well, finally, - Tirena immediately hit the horse on the sides and let it go around the caravan.Yarsi did not rush forward, drove along the carts on the grass and remained on a par with the first. The driver glanced at him warily, then nodded inquiringly to the warrior riding on the other side. He silently moved to figure out who he was and what he needed, but did not have time to drive up to the incomprehensible traveler, when a desperate cry was heard somewhere behind him.Yasri tugged on the reins sharply, his horse reared up and turned in place. Almost simultaneously, the entire caravan froze on the road.The werewolf sniffed the air and, more by smell than by ear, moved to where something transforming was beating through the tension that bound the air. A second was added to the
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A detachment of armed horsemen appeared at the gates of Carival and galloped to the caravan standing in the middle of the road. At the magical dome, the riders took a step and, unable to get closer, moved along its border. Wary glances ran around the frightened faces, lingered on two decapitated corpses and motionless bodies dented into the bottom of an overturned cart. Hands immediately reached for the hilts of the swords, four took up crossbows and aimed them at the armed people in the caravan. Though it was pointless now, the dome wouldn't miss a single bolt.- What's going on here? roared the burly, broad-shouldered warrior at the head of the troop. The situation was not clear, they were watching this caravan from the moment it approached the bridge. As soon as the last cart was on this shore, strange things began to happen. The caravan suddenly stood in the middle of the road, and the cry of horror that came from it was heard even outside the city wall. Then the air trembled and
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Kim curled up into a ball, wrapped his arms around his knees, and tried to force himself not to flinch. Did not work out. The thick, coal-black darkness of the night hid what was happening from his view with a reliable veil, but it could not get rid of the sounds. The teenager did not try not to listen, on the contrary, his ear alertly caught confident steps, swift sliding steps and a quiet whistle of air cut through by incredibly fast strokes of a monstrous weapon. Nearby something crackled, ripped open, and then fell heavily to the ground to forever freeze in immobility.The horror crept confidently from the battlefield like a cold cobweb, biting into space and mercilessly biting into the useless dome. For some reason, Kim knew, felt that Sarsh had gained his true strength even without his help. The power that can turn magic into nothing.It was scary, not for the first time he caught himself thinking that he needed to come to terms with the fact that Vic's power and abilities were
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The soft, very smooth movement turned into a jerky wave of the hand, the silver of the blade sparkled in the setting sun and sank into the insides of the half-decayed body. The corpse swayed, a bloody-fiery reflection flashed in the empty eye sockets and immediately went out - it hid in the depths of the skull. Hidden. The dead man stared straight in front of him for several long moments with blind holes in his eyes, and then began to sag, kneel down, scrape the ground with his knuckles and hiss menacingly. He did not want to leave, there is too much energy here to stay.Vic smiled crookedly, the creature was found to be tenacious, already three necromancers, after meeting with this walking monster, lay in the nearest forest and pretended to be dead. Until the time - until it's their turn. It could be assumed that this dead man was once a sorcerer, even such rumors circulated. Didn't really listen.He stepped back abruptly, knuckles ripping through the air, aiming at his legs. The Vis
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Radolyub fell to his knees, rested his forehead on the ground and could not stop himself in order not to laugh. His whole body shook with hysterical laughter, tears flowed from his eyes, his fingers scraped the ground, raked in dust. Mida looked at him blankly. A large crowd of the dead had gathered around their dome. The walking corpses snapped their jaws furiously, hissed furiously and fought against an invisible barrier. The only free place where one could look and not stumble upon their faces distorted by death was the sky.“We beat ourselves,” the mage said with difficulty through spasms of laughter. – They beat… But he was a man, Mida. Understand? Human in essence. King of Reeta, dragon and human.He turned with difficulty and looked at the sorceress.- You do not care?"We did what we had to do," the woman said coldly.- So, what is next? Your pride, your hatred, your arrogance - how will they help you now? We ruined our world, Mida!She closed her eyes, slowly sank down next t
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The horse wheezed, shreds of foam flew from the bit. Elena looked ahead with despair, she had long been separated from the rest of the horsemen, but this did not make her feel any better. I wanted to find wings like Vic's and fly up into the sky and cover the distance to Keront in a few moments.This was not necessary, the city flashed as a blurry streak on the horizon, and right in the middle of the road a monstrous action unfolded: a black streak flashed in the air, strangely resembling a giant blade that hung vertically behind ... Yarsi. The blade turned, resounded in breadth, and now, instead of a blade, an oval funnel was spinning above the ground.Elena realized that she had already seen this, once a green-eyed demon, who called himself Brother Yarsi, had gone into a similar portal, and then King Bortan created something similar and also left this world. So doesn't this portal mean that Yarsi must now leave?The girl gritted her teeth and hit the horse with her heels, forcing th
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In the approaching twilight of the evening, the city seemed strangely lonely - the walls had lost their colors and were filled with gray tones, the crimson reflections of the sunset fell on the roofs, making them ominously bloody.Radolyub kept looking back, glancing at Carival. Like saying goodbye.Their little band was trotting towards the Valley of the Wind. He took only five magicians with him - young and very capable, from those who took the coming of dragons very close to their hearts. They hardly had to explain anything, everyone was ready to sacrifice themselves for the sake of destroying the monsters.Radolyub with hidden trembling peered into their faces, they will serve only to divert attention, but the main blow will have to be dealt to him. Or will it be Giton? Or maybe Mida?The woman and eight magicians from Bitra joined them at the crossroads with Tinasa, they slipped out of the hills like shadows, silently nodded and did not utter a word. Radolyub carefully ran his ey
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His own movements reminded him of the attempts of a seriously ill person to get on his feet, his body almost did not obey, but Kim, with desperate persistence, forced himself to move, crawl, flounder in place. Yes, anything to get out of this lingering pool of weakness. The vague gaze now and then stumbled upon the motionless figures of the sisters, their pale faces, disheveled hair and barely rising chests. It was terribly unusual to see restless, cheerful girls like that ... A feeling of guilt before them firmly settled in his mind - he used them and could not protect them.He put his hand on the ground and got down on one knee. A cloud of ash shot up around, hung in the air and reluctantly fell. Kim almost did not notice how Vic flew away, suddenly the Wistolet was simply gone - he disappeared, disappeared among the endless whirlwinds of what was happening. And left them here. Next to the dragon.The guy ran his hand over his face, smeared soot on his cheeks, shook his head, trying
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“My son, a flame lives in you…. My heir!”What is the heir? The indifferent look of almost colorless eyes continued to live in my memory. Inhuman eyes! Too cold and almost dead.You only came to life when you met your mother, and then you killed her....His head was torn from an endless stream of images. Shadows, color pictures, some fragmentary memories suddenly decided to merge into a single round dance and fall on the mind. Right now, right at the moment when clear thinking was needed.Perhaps this is how they start to go crazy?I saw double, jumped from the distant cloudless sky to the deformed wasteland of the Valley, then to the forest, to the endless line of the dead, continuing to advance from Tinasa and again to the strip of mountains framing the black, ash-like earth, split by faults.A wide road ran along the edge of the Valley, dust was raised by the hooves of horses. A long file of horsemen trotted out from behind the hills, all in battle armor, well-armed, all but three
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They sat on the ground, trembling. The girls quickly came to their senses and even smiled sadly. Mila ran her finger along the wing, nodded thoughtfully and quite like an adult.- Now you are very beautiful, Vic ...Sarsha's hand carefully lay on her head, stroking her hair with a barely noticeable movement. A moment... Vic slowly pulled away and gathered his wings behind him, nodded to Yarsi, then turned to Erto. He stared at him with wide eyes, his fingers gripping the hilt of his drawn sword so tightly that they turned white. Vic chuckled wryly and drew the thorn across his throat in a very unambiguous manner. Erto stepped back, clattering his weapon back into its scabbard.“I don’t know what kind of creature you are, but now I’m not going to find out,” he said in a hollow voice."Vic is my friend and that's enough," Yarsi said calmly. So, what else do you know about dragons? What's next?Erto raised his head to the sky. In the pale blue, a black shadow slowly glided, rising higher
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With each step, a thick cloud of ash rose into the air. The smallest black particles resembled homogeneous weightless dust and were torn off from the slightest movement. Ordinary ash is not like that. And there is no such thing as fog. And the frost crystals remaining after it should not dig into the ground with spikes and harden with ugly thorns.The earth was dying, underfoot, instead of soil, a lifeless stone rang. The ash was not just an outer cover, it became a death shroud for this forest...The border of living trees moved a huge distance, edging the black, cracked wasteland. The disfigured land stretched all the way to the hills, from behind which a string of walking corpses continued to crawl out. The swaying figures, paying no attention to anything, stepped into the ashes and indifferently wandered forward.Yarsi was forced to move away from the main scene of action in order to remain under the crowns of trees. The gigantic skeleton of the dragon turned back to the dead. Sno
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Inside the body, something irritatingly crunched and shifted quite palpably so that Vic could hardly restrain himself from screaming. A recently seen picture immediately arose before my eyes - new bone outgrowths come out of the dragon's skeleton and begin to crawl, intertwine, strengthen the backbone. But what happens to his own body?The Vistolet moved cautiously, sat up with difficulty, hoping very much that he would not begin to turn into something new right now. The skin of the back kept the feeling of icy cold, which stuck into the flesh with needles and continued to twitch with pain. He tried to look around, all he could see was a shoulder covered with countless red dots."Dragon's breath," Yarsi said, a mocking smile on his lips. “Your skin is strong, Vic, don’t worry. You were almost unharmed. Can you create such a protective zone again?- Wh-what? The voice sounded hoarse, he coughed.- Do not sleep, Vic, now there is no time to delve into yourself. Accept everything new at
