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Pottery was neatly arranged on the table. In the center stood a large deep bowl intended for soup, in which lay a ladle, next to four flat oval dishes, on which game and snacks are usually taken out. Two jugs with narrow long necks and carved handles immediately attracted Yarsi's attention. And ten plates, arranged along the edge of the table, next to each lay a spoon, four of them were quite small.The dishes were shiny clean, there was not a trace of dust, as if a large family was about to sit down to dinner. Only the aroma of ready-made dishes does not hover over the table, wine does not splash in jugs and the voices of household members sitting on the benches are not heard. Emptiness.He stretched out his hand for the jug, the earthenware was quite strong and without a single crack. An angry hissing was heard from behind the stove, a quick shadow darted along the wall. Pressing the jug to his chest, Yarsi turned his head. The nostrils did not catch the smell, only the eyes noticed
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It was cold here, but she wasn't about to leave. The piercing, gusty wind kept opening the thick cloak, penetrating under the thin fabric of the dress and digging into the skin. She shivered, held the cloak with her fingers, which made them froze for a long time and almost did not obey her. But she stubbornly remained on the roof of the tower and peered tensely into the distance.Nearby, streams visible to the naked eye, the dome curved and flowed, threads of energy neatly bypassed a large ragged hole near the ground, not wanting to fill it or at least block it from above. The black road cutting off in front of the hole, as once upon a time, was again just an empty, lifeless stone, in which there were no more souls. There is no Great Power left.It is useless to get angry, it is useless to hate and blame everyone around, and above all, yourself. She did not see him, could not understand his essence, and now she could only wait. Wait…Robis approached almost inaudibly from behind, hugg
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Vik resiliently jumped up from the ground, squared his shoulders, his body was seething with unbridled power, which he wanted to splash out on everything that moves. A clawed hand quickly ripped at his arm, leaving long scratches. He caught her and yanked hard, the gray-skinned creature responded with a powerful blow to the face. The Vistolet flew off, rolled over in the air, and landed on his feet. He roared furiously, he has no claws, no teeth, he is unarmed.Immediately three humanoid creatures, twitching and grimacing, separated from the general fight and moved towards him.“Damn you.” Vic began to back away, his foot tripping over the edge of the collapsed cart.“A weapon, it must be a weapon.” He scanned the crushed skeletons and finally noticed what he was looking for – two swords clenched between his knuckles. Vic grabbed the nearest one and almost groaned. It was a dull rusty piece of iron. There was no time to pick up a second one.He jumped away from the claws of the neares
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The horses snorted, twitched their ears, glanced anxiously at the too close forest. People wrapped themselves in cloaks and nervously clutched weapons in their hands. The sorcerers looked the most calm, but their impenetrable faces, no, no, yes, had an alarming expression.The first glimpses of dawn fell like scattered rays on a wide meadow and a gloomy, inhospitable thicket. And if in other places at first there was an ordinary living forest, and only then the border of Reeta rose, then here the lifeless world began immediately. Huge black trees did not hide behind the trunks of their brothers, they openly looked at the living. Red leaves swayed and rustled on their branches without wind, as if they were calling, inviting, pulling ...A detachment of horsemen, consisting of thirty people, drove up to the Border at dawn. The people dismounted, hobbled their horses, and prepared to wait. The girl kidnapped from the palace was tied to one of the trees growing on the outskirts of the mea
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Once Radolyub was a member of a clan of sorcerers who were searching for the True Witch. It seemed to them that she was able to revive the Great Power. Useless searches. They did not even imagine that Leana became the queen of Miros, then the path to the kingdom was closed to them. And only now he suddenly realized that they would never find her again, their Liana had died, and her son was standing in front of him. Her and Bortana. King of Reeta! What kind of powers he must have... And it's a lie that he surrendered to them, all lies, he's just playing with them!The sorcerer involuntarily shivered, overpowered himself and approached the werewolf almost closely.Why are you here, Yaroslav? he said softly. - For the girl? I don't believe.- Why? Sometimes it seems to me that there is more human in me than in some of the people. I still remember what it means to be human, my feelings haven't changed.- Not changed? And your heart hasn't changed, it's still beating in your chest. Living
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Vic got up on all fours, his head spinning unbearably, and he struggled to focus his eyes on the white beast. The movements of the monster were almost not perceived by the eyes, they were so fast that they resembled a whirlwind circling in flight. The Vistolet sat down, rubbed his face with his hands, the flaring fight suddenly appeared right in front of him. The wolf with silver eyes knocked down the soldiers standing nearby, slashed his teeth on their necks in a jump. People fell, their bodies convulsed, blood gushed from deep wounds. Vic pulled back slightly, looked around, found his sword. It was only on the third attempt that he managed to rise to his feet. The thick of the fight moved a little to the side, but screams of horror and death rattles were still heard too close. Vic shook his head, trying to assess the prospects.The werewolf did not pay attention to the blows raining down on him, he simply moved from victim to victim with lightning speed, but his skin was no longer s
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The bright sun was still shining in the sky and fluffy white clouds were running, driven by a warm breeze. The world was familiar, full of life and cold alienation. The world was different, with its inherent sorrows and losses, with joys and happiness, there were kingdoms of people and a dead forest of the damned. But this was his world. Their world.He slowly looked around, taking in both the wide meadow and the gloomy dark thicket of the forest. The inhabitants of Reeta howled hoarsely and scraped the ground with their paws, as if they knew that their king was not going to return to them now. The only surviving sorcerer stood calmly among the bloodied bodies of his recent subordinates. Hands lowered, back proudly straightened, in the eyes of an incomprehensible expectation, but not fear. He did not take his eyes off Yaroslav, an incomprehensible look.Yarsi walked across the grass and picked up a white sword from the ground, which lay comfortably in his right hand, habitually coveri
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They got ready for the road quickly, took away a couple of horses for everyone, almost did not disassemble the saddlebags, deciding that they would deal with this later. Yarsi easily lifted and put the wounded Elena in the saddle, the girl did not mind, but out of habit she snorted something. Disa and Lyubava sniffed at her for a long time, whispered to each other, but then they took them under guardianship and the three of them discussed something vigorously all the way.Yarsi tried to move away and not listen, as soon as their conversation sounded like phrases about dress models, fabric colors and arguments about how many layers of lace should be in order to emphasize the figure more profitably. The werewolf girls eagerly absorbed all the information about the modern world received from Elena. And the princess of Tinasa, having found such grateful listeners, even forgot about her wound and the role of an innocently injured victim, who should groan and moan, causing a feeling of pity
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