Flames raged near the ruined fortress. The fire took the form of screaming faces. He flushed and moaned softly.
A lone figure hovered high in the sky.
"It's stuffy and disgusting. In general, as always! It's time to harvest the Fiery Vengeful Souls," a pretty smile appeared from behind the ash-red hat.
The lady put out a dim lamp. The glass walls of the lamp were covered with brown smudges.
"Listen to the voice of the fallen! Three words. Search! Continue! Revenge!"
The lamp opened, and the fire poured in. A searing howl filled the fortress area.
"Ha-ha-ha! A hundred thousand ruined souls wake up every midnight? It's easy to believe! The lamp of Smoldering Revenge has already filled up, and the fire does not seem to have decreased. A good gift was left to me by the Ascended Sinner of the Vengeful Flame! A very nice gift! Ha-ha-ha!"
The lady grinned, disappearing behind the horizon like a flaming meteor.
***
Susanne couldn't get up. Her life was leaving her drop by drop, with every breath of air. Heat enveloped the tortured insides.
[ How brainless I am... ]
Henry and Romulus' faces turned ashen. The man hit the beast in the face.
"Abarash gob! What did you think?! Hey, baby, save your mother! If you can't do it, I'll kill you!"
The Duum bent over Susannah, took a cup out of his backpack and cut his palm.
Pshh! Because of the pae speed, the blood quickly filled the cup. [ It's a risky business to give her a drink by hand, fortunately, the cup can be filled almost instantly. ]
- Mom, hurry up and have a drink! And?! The
boy was hit from the back. He flew head over heels. The pain made the body twitch involuntarily. The backpack is half burned out. [ El-ludas! But the former king quickly ignored the pain and stood up with a prepared dagger. ]
Pae of Invisibility! Pae of Speed!
A bony dwarf ran straight ahead. The teeth and claws exuded the heat of the underworld. Having lost sight of the enemy, the dwarf did not lose his head and dug his fingers into the ground.
[ What is he... ]
He blew up the ground under him.
Romulus covered his mother. A lot of hot shards bit into the kid's skin. And in the place where a second ago there was nothing " there was " a silhouette with red dots of burned flesh appeared.
Gob rushed forward again.
Susanne lay without breathing. Death had already crawled into her torn belly and "wanted to eat her heart".
[ El-ludas! ]
Henry, meanwhile, was battling a larger gob. The man coughed and showered the evil spirit with curses.
"Shimare! Shimare! Aborash Shimare!!!"
[ Henry will not be able to help. What should I do? ] The Duum's thoughts raced faster than the wind. [ If I had a means of long-range attack. If I just throw the dagger, I will remain unarmed! Come on, damn Duum, hurry up: the situation is stalemate. How can I make up for the shortcomings? ]
Blood dripped from the cut hand.
[ I wonder, I wonder, this will be one of my most delusional ideas. Hehe, it should work! ]. Romulus exhaled the stale air. The boy raised his dagger and went into a frontal attack.
Gob flexed his muscles like one big spring. [ Springs, trampolines, trampolines – they are so dangerous. But I'm much more dangerous. ] The blade moved, first at Gob, but after a second it insidiously changed direction…
The free hand made a "pistol", withdrawing the thumb and index fingers. With one swing, Romulus cut off his phalanx.
A jet of arterial blood – the fastest blood, accelerated by pae-sprayed into gob's small eyes, as if from a water pistol. The blood hissed, forming a foam.
Pae of Speed!
The Madman's Bloody Gun!
[ And my shooting skill is still impeccable: the old man did not let me down, hehe. I didn't let you down. Now let's stop the blood and finish the fight. ]
The boy dived and plunged the blade with a swing right into the midget's stomach. The iron was melting. Romulus forced the dagger through flesh and bone. There is critically little of the original essence left.
"Nra-a-a-a-a-a-a! Nraa-aa-a!" Gob waved his claws, but Romulus had no trouble avoiding them.
When the attacks did not help, the dwarf tried to escape.
Romulus hesitated for a second, looking at the fleeing gob, turned to Susanna. The boy ran to save his mother. [ I should be able to do it! ]
Hee-hee, are you sure?
"What the ..." The boy's heart thudded. Pain flared in my chest. Black blood flowed from the seven facial holes.
"Eldanut ruler... and how many handfuls of earth will you put on your conscience until you bury it alive. A hundred? A thousand? A hundred billion?"
"The world can not be saved… Spilled blood will only drown him more. Stop. Break. Breathe."
[ El-ludas! My body has failed? I stopped the blood. ]
My legs and arms lost their sensitivity. The duum fell. [ How useless I am... ] After a couple of seconds, the cold from the tips of my fingers reached my head. The kid lost consciousness.