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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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