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He knew that he was not sleeping, he should not have been sleeping, and yet the memories resembled exactly a dream - very bright, but ghostly, which began to disappear immediately, as soon as he returned to reality. If his parents knew what girls he had now, they would know what he himself had become - a monster. An almost dead monster. monster. But they won't know. Never. And it pleased. Vic forced himself to move, shifting his position slightly to loosen his muscles. He peered into the twilight of the room, barely dispersed by the light of almost extinguished candles. I saw that both girls were lying with their heads on their stepmother's knees. He listened to the woman's breathing - quite even and deep, without interruptions, without hoarse wheezing, which he heard when that girl began to die in the garden. I turned to Kim. The boy sat with his arms around his knees, no longer trembling, apparently managed to come to his senses. He also looked at Vic.- What's next? the doctor a
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For some reason, Vic imagined that it would be a woman, probably, the image was inspired by the look of the bedroom, which is distinguished precisely by women's decoration - lace pillowcases on pillows on the bed, a canopy decorated with ruffles, lying on the floor, needlework laid out on the table. And in the open door of the closet, elegant dresses were visible. But he was mistaken, in the darkness of the corridor a staggering figure of a young guy appeared. Vic watched distantly as he walked dragging his right leg. The trouser leg was bloodied, fragments of bone were visible from a terrible wound just above the knee, but he did not pay attention to it. The deathly-pale face, all covered with a network of blue veins, was smeared with already dried blood. An empty, unseeing gaze is directed straight ahead - to nowhere. The Vistolets waited and seemed to look in a mirror, imagining that after some time he would look the same. But there was no fear, and understanding of reality only
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The Vistolets carefully seated the woman, moved his stiff shoulder and, without saying another word, grabbed the skinny teenager by the shoulders, easily tore him off the roof and threw him over the fence. He managed to scream loudly, attracting unnecessary attention of the dead, and, groaning, got to his feet already on the lawn. Vic calmly listened to his angry tirade addressed to him, returned to Lirta, picked up the woman in his arms. At the very edge of the roof, he winked at Kim and tossed it to the teenager.- No, no, no, - Kim tried very hard, but, of course, did not catch. Vic did not count on this, so he threw it so that the guy's body simply softened the woman's fall. As a result, Lirta knocked him down and fell with all his weight from above. - Well, shall we fly? – Vistolets looked at the pale girls. Are you afraid of heights too? They shook their heads negatively. - Great, then come here, - he was not going to throw them down, besides, Kim had not yet got out fro
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He did not manage to get to his feet even on the fifth attempt, he continued to sit on his knees and watched the children through the fog covering his eyes. Kim was still lying, not even trying to get up. The girls looked at each other anxiously, went up to their brother and resolutely squatted down next to him. They moved with amazing synchronicity, at the same time clasped his hands in their hands and closed their eyes. Kim flinched, eyes wide with panic as he struggled until he was free from their fingers.- No, don't, - he quickly crawled away from them, it was clear that his movements had acquired clarity, he no longer seemed weakened from loss of strength. But Lana and Mila noticeably turned pale and no longer seemed as cheerful and cheerful as before. - Don't, - the teenager repeated and looked anxiously at the sisters. They smiled hard in response. - What was it? Vic asked. “But tell me later, we have to leave now.” Kim immediately jumped to his feet and threw to Lirta.
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The guard was breathing hard, he had to carry Lirta alone. Kim quickly began to stumble, tried several times to slow down and fall behind, but all his attempts were stopped by the whistle with a knee kick. Vic heard more and more low-pitched curses uttered through gritted teeth. Two men in the uniform of guards separated from the crowd and ran up to the commander. He handed them the woman, turned to Vic, intending to say something, but at that time, a piercing bird's cry was heard high in the sky. A moment later, the ground suddenly trembled underfoot. People involuntarily began to stop and look around, not understanding which side to expect danger from. Vic only cursed, his ears already picking up the fast galloping tread of the approaching dead things that attacked him outside the city. And another rumor suggested that there were not five of them, but many more. He lowered the girls to the ground and pushed them towards Kim.- Take them deep into the crowd, - he ordered.
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The hilt of the sword burned his palm unbearably and pricked his fingers. It was not silver, but the energy of the objects fused into the blade spread along the entire length of the sword. Vic hissed in pain and cursed through clenched teeth, but did not let go of his weapon. The very first blow of the modified sword not only repulsed the alien blade, but also slid through the enemy’s weapon with energy lightning and dug into his body. The dead man unclenched his fingers in bewilderment and shook all over. Vic did not wait for what would happen next and cut his body in half, making it impossible to fight. The Vistolets only understood that Kim had put not only silver into this sword, but also a share of special magic that continues to live in the weapon. I wonder where the guy learned this? According to Wriston's story, his only school was the magic tower dungeon. The remaining monsters, having come into contact with the blade, obediently released their swords from their fingers
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The sword did not immediately leave the scabbard, strangely stuck somewhere in the middle and forcing the hand that was pulling it to pull it several times in a panic. Finally, the blade flashed in the rays of the setting sun, and with all its might it was stuck into the chest of the approaching man. The man twitched, his pale blue face showed no emotion, only a swollen tongue protruded between black, cracked lips. The dead man wheezed, the weapon sending lightning bolts through his body, rendering his muscles immobile. He stumbled and fell to the ground very slowly, the sword still stuck in his chest. A short, thin boy involuntarily let go of the hilt from his fingers and bit his lip, not knowing how to get his weapon back. Behind him, his sisters were trampling about, forced to retreat to the very water and already wet their feet.“Kim, there are two more,” one of the girls squeaked. Between the trees flashed dark twitching silhouettes purposefully walking towards people. - I
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The crimson disk of the sun almost disappeared behind the treetops, plunging the forest into dark gray, almost impenetrable tones of twilight. Nearby, a river murmured in a swift stream, and along its banks the song of awakening night dwellers sounded louder and louder, forcing them to shudder from sometimes too loud and unexpected sounds. But these were peaceful sounds - the buzzing of insects, the cries of birds, the rustle of fallen leaves under the paws of animals, not the ones that strained ears tried to catch. And yet, the heavy, uneven footsteps and wheezes escaping from throats unable to recreate other sounds came as a surprise every time. The staggering, dragging figures appeared in clots of darkness between the tree trunks and purposefully walked towards the small group of travelers advancing along the river. Having approached a few steps, they froze in uncertainty, stomped on the spot, The children involuntarily shivered and moved closer to Vic. The behavior of the dead, a
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