All Chapters of Wanderers Of the Night: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Yarsi showed his fist to the stallion and again grabbed the saddle, this time he managed to cope with the girth safely. He threw the saddlebags on the horse and jumped into the saddle. The stallion danced in place, striving to rear up.“Yes,” Elena's companion said discontentedly, and Yarsi felt his penetrating gaze on him.He was tall and thin, strands of completely gray hair fell on his shoulders, a painful expression froze on his weather-beaten, wrinkled face. He held two horses at the bridle and leaned heavily on a staff Yarsi knew. But the colorless eyes burned with a completely unnatural strength for his age.- Yaroslav. You have matured, but I recognize you, glad that my girl was not mistaken. I hope your years of wandering have taught you something, fugitive. And yet, Elena, - he turned to the girl. “It would be extremely unreasonable to continue the further journey, accompanied by two inept boys. They can't protect us!Matzher laughed softly again.Elena gave him a displeased

There was no fear, I wanted to grab the nearest delonha with my teeth, preferably by the throat, and crush the supple body with my hands so that the bones cracked. Crush, immobilize, trample into the ground. But they did not let him close to them, they fenced themselves off with a wall of sparkling blades, already realizing that something was wrong.Yarsi was tired of rushing between opponents, he again ducked and quickly slipped under the belly of the nearest horse. At the same time, he grabbed the rider's leg and pulled it with force, pulling him down. From surprise, the delonh flew out of the saddle and found himself on the ground. Yarsi fell on top, realizing that he was sorely lacking time, the rest of the opponents were too close.Delongh writhed under him, Yarsi with difficulty pulled his unnaturally strong arm with a weapon away from him, moving away from the luminous sword. The edge of the blade was so sharply sharpened that it was almost invisible to the eye and blurred into

In the morning, Vic grumbled for a long time, argued with Matzher, tried to convince him of something. Yarsi watched their exchange impassively. He refused the proposed breakfast, which caused new exclamations of displeasure from the Vistolian, who claims that the hungry werewolf might again try to dine with him. Matzher only shrugged his shoulders, as if through a great distance, Yarsi heard his words.“…At least your presence won’t force me to chase him all over the forest, his game is always around….”“…Well, thanks.” Vic rubbed his neck. – I’m glad I can help, your concern for my health brings me to tears…All day long, their little detachment moved through the thicket of the forest. Yarsi seemed to be watching himself from the sidelines. Half-sleep was replaced by brief moments of wakefulness, then consciousness again plunged into a fog. Awakening was like emerging from a deep viscous pool. He began to hear voices, his eyes cleared, reality rolled so close that he felt the beatin

A huge eagle glided smoothly over the forest. Its wide-spread wings were almost motionless, it only shook them slightly, adjusting to the air currents. His keen eyes caught the slightest movement below. As if the waves of the sea bent and straightened under the gusts of wind, the tops of the trees, nimble animals jumped from branch to branch, carefree little birds flew.The eagle made a wide circle and dropped slightly, peering into the gaps between the trunks. The wind suddenly changed, stood in its way like a cold, elastic wall, so that the bird had to make several powerful flaps of its wings to break through this wall. He let out a long cry, an icy wave penetrated through the feathers and seemed to dig into the body. The eagle tumbled, its wings flapping helplessly under the merciless gusts of the hurricane. The forest below stood motionless, he watched the attempts of a living creature to continue its path in the world of the dead.The eagle shouted again, this time angrily, fierc

Bright sunbeams glided through the spreading crowns of trees and lay like a sparkling cobweb on the clearings. Rainbow light seemed to saturate the entire forest, filling every emerald green leaf, every fragile twig, every drop of dew. He was everywhere, often giving a particularly bright and joyful look.The sun flickering between the swaying branches also illuminated a small hill, inside of which a deep hole was dug. Four wolf cubs were scurrying about near the round entrance. They clumsily rolled over on plump paws, jumped up and attacked each other, trying to knock their brothers to the ground.Their house was not quite usual for wolves, inside the hole was more like a dugout. The ceiling and walls were reinforced with thick smooth boards, four pillars served as supports for the roof. There was also a round window that let in the light. There was a table and chairs by the window, and beds against the walls.But now the family did not sit at home, but basked under the warm rays of