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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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Vic did not dare to get out from under the trees. If he could somehow endure the burning of the sun's rays, although this seemed more and more unlikely, it would not have been possible to cook food with his eyes closed anyway. Therefore, the entire parking lot moved under the trees, Kim dragged branches for the fire, but the girls had to move the carcass of the fallow deer. The sisters, without fear or disgust, grabbed the dead animal by the legs and dragged it to the forest. Vic took the prey from them and, having settled in the densest shade, began to skin the doe. It turned out that because of the spikes on the fingers, it was not very convenient to hold the knife, it was more convenient to pick up the skin with these same spikes, which not only easily pierced, but also tore apart no worse than claws. The girls stood nearby and watched with interest the transformation of the animal into meat that can be eaten. Kim pretended to be busy with the fire and diligently turned away.
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Vic was aware of what was happening with all his being. It was strange. Waves of magic touched the skin in a disturbing stream and rushed through space with a ringing rumble. He looked at the children, the girls were shrouded in an almost invisible haze, making the outline of their bodies indistinct and pale - ghostly. A vortex of energy raged around Kim, he was wrapped in a cocoon of intertwining currents of magic. They slid through the teenager and concentrated in the stick he squeezed. The wood seemed to be on fire, the energy tore it apart and fell like ashes back into the ground, only a part of it was transformed and lined up in a low corridor stretching through the forest. Vic himself didn't know what he was waiting for, his muscles tensed in tension, as if if the young magician broke loose and did something wrong, he could still save the children. But the force raging very close by spoke about the opposite - nothing would remain, neither the forest, nor the people. Only ashe
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High above the trees there was a piercing cry, the Vistolet froze, through the dense crowns he saw that a large bird was circling in the sky. Kim jumped to his feet, cocked his head, trying to see through the foliage."It's a magical bird," he said confidently.- Why do you think so?- Feel. Vic didn't even try to feel, he just knew that it was true, the strangest thing was that it didn't surprise him at all. A black shadow swept over the river, huge wings flapped, and a large bird of prey landed on the shore. Kim quickly ran back to the trees, then came to his senses, grabbed the sisters by the arms and dragged them behind the nearest trunks. Vic remained where he was, the bird carefully examining him with its silver eyes."Hello, Yarsi," he waved his hand. The bird bowed its head slightly, nodded, and confidently approached.- What feathers! – an enthusiastic whisper of the girls flew from somewhere over his shoulder. - I always wanted a bird, let me pet it! A fuss and an in
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The two guards stationed at the entrance to the inner chambers stretched out in a panic, pressed their weapons to their sides and tried to put on a frozen expression. He involuntarily forced himself to slow down, the king should not run up the stairs at such a speed, jumping over several steps. Although he is not quite a king yet, even for a prince this is unacceptable. Episodes from childhood, instructions and lessons of Giton, and my mother's, too, woke up in my memory more and more often. If she saw the habits and behavior of her youngest son now, she would be horrified. Not a trace was left of her science, all palace etiquette was arbitrarily pushed very far aside. No, Yarsi tried to restrain himself, he remembered perfectly how to behave with courtiers, with servants and with ambassadors from other kingdoms. But sometimes he suddenly got tired of it and he could not help himself, turning from a courteous young man into a mocking person, not considering the desires of others, wi
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