Raphael
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Leaving the queen lying unconscious on the bed, I returned my attention to the king, who was absorbed in the illusion of his strongest nightmares, but because of the wizardry, he could not even scream and his body was convulsing, blood was flowing from his nose and ears, his brain felt colossal overload. A wonderful sight.
I regained my wizardry and roughly grabbed his hair, shaking his head and forcing him to focus his gaze on me.
- Well, let's have a chat, Horel. – through my teeth, with disgust for the interlocutor, I hissed.
He was choking on saliva and bursting into tears before the end, not moving away from his nightmares, but already concentrating his gaze on me, slightly squinting. Then he turned his gaze to the bed and saw the body of his wife, spread out in a bizarre shape on the bed linen.
