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– This city is so beautiful. All these dark alleys on which dark divisions always occur, even during the day, in the light of the sun. All these wide avenues, where everyone lives in a wide foot. All these huge market areas, on which everyone and everyone is heavier: merchants – buyers, buyers – merchants;Pockets steal from “honest” citizens, and those, in turn, rob pick -ups … This city is beautiful. Elizalik … here even the sky is so blue, the air is so fragrant and the grass is so green. You noticed it?
– What a good fishteh sold to you neur?
“Yes, Fishteh what you need …” he half -wing his eyes, remembering his sensations, but almost immediately started up, and said: “This is not what you thought. I have not accepted anything for a very long time … Not that I regretted … Simply, you know, we can’t and all that … – He looked at his interlocutor ingratiatingly.
And the interlocutor reveled in this gaze. To feel that someone’s life depends on you, that he lost to this city, this edge of the world, this ..
– Yes, calm down, because this is not the first time.
But the guard was still worried. And it seems that there is nothing to worry about: both the interlocutor is a normal man, and he will not give out neur, but still somehow not calm. After all, to be caught that you are indulging in a fisstah, for the guard was the worst that you can only imagine. The punishment was so vile and unpleasant that I did not even want to think about him. But there was so much temptation in this city, and the guard never differed by force of will.
All this interlocutor read from his face. It was so simple and so funny that he even smiled. And this happened extremely rarely. For a very long time he had no reason to smile.
– Crap! We must stand here in the heat, near the rear gate, which no one has been walking for a long time, and we also get a penny for this. What an unfair life. – The sensations from Fishteh passed quickly and the mood changed very dramatically. Now he no longer smiled, did not look at the sky. He squinted in displeasure in the sun and stomped thick grass, on which it was inconvenient to stand.
– You would better chatting less, but was doing it more.
– And what to do here? There are no people and, it is unlikely, someone here will appear here after these damned fools occupied the forest.
The forest stood in a thick wall at a distance of not many more than two boom spans. Once he reached the walls themselves, but he was cut down to build these same walls.
-This is necessary for some women and so strong. Well, think, they shoot aptly. There Morik also gets into the apple with a hundred steps. They are not scared of children.
-Firstly, the Dryads do not just shoot aptly, they never miss. Secondly, drias are not just good archers, but also great magicians. Thirdly, your matrik will not get into the apple with ten steps, as he constantly walks drunk.
– No, here you are, like a magician, you can explain who these ovens. In appearance, women like women, but something with them is not like with normal women: they walk, quietly like ghosts;They do not depart from their trees and in general … In short, they are some kind of abnormal.
– And you only have one thing in mind. Only gender questions.
– What? What did you mean under these Gene … Listen … Listen, we are alone here and I know very well that you are a bashwall man, it is not for nothing that the chieftain accepted you with such joy. So you don’t need to crush me with your ite.
-Firstly, not with an “ite”, but intellect. And secondly, I don’t just say I say it as it is-you have only women on your mind.
– Well, so they are women to think about them. Hi-hee.
But the guard still could not be silent for a long time.
– Hey, magician, so you can explain to me who these are the Dryads, in?
Once, just recently, the questions of this stupid mate were angry with a magician beyond measure. There were even moments when he was ready to get a sword and just cut this idiot’s throat, but somehow there was. The magician even prayed to the gods to stop it in any possible way: to open the earth under the guard, fry it with lightning, and throw it on this cmet with a piano. But nothing like that happened. And over time, the magician even began to get used to constant issues: “Why. “,” And when. “,” And why. “. He did not hate them less, they just became something like diseases-no one loves them, even more, they all hate them, but they do not disappear from this. I have to just come to terms with all this.
But this time the magician did not have to answer, although not to say that it was so saddened by him.
Something that no one expected happened, what has not happened for six months. Travelers appeared on the road. It was very strange, since the Dryads did not let anyone through their possessions. But as they say, never say.
-Look, someone leaves the forest. Wow. Probably very cool guys.
– Or really did not want them to see them.
– What?
– Yes, so … thoughts out loud.
– Just look, it seems one of them is Minos.
– It can’t be. Can’t. Minos do not go in the company of other races. Minces should not appear in this part of the continent at all, since their owners do not go so far to the west. But definitely Minos, and the horns are characteristic and gait.- The magician no longer noticed a guard next to him, he even forgot about everything: about the fact that a person who is better not to open up to;about the fact that he should not know anything about the mortars of a particular. He suffered. He could not stop. This did not happen to him very often, only when an interesting puzzle loomed before him, when he was so interesting that everything else did not matter. But the decision occurred to him almost immediately, and this was cooled by his ardor. – True, there is always an exception.
The magician fell silent, pondering the thought that just came to him. If he is right, then this does not bode well. There simply could not be other options. I could not wander here an ordinary Minos. Especially in the company of other races. Moreover, having gone through the forest, full of the Dryad.
The guard stood, looking at the magician, and thought how to find out what he was thinking about. After second vibrations, I chose the easiest way:
– Well?
– What “well”? – The magician remembered about the tedious guard who was nearby on a very suitable day.
– Well, what about the exception?
There was not a single desire to tell him everything that he knows. But it was not necessary to tell everything, yet he would not figure out where the truth is, and where is the lie.
– You know that the mortars were bred by the ancients, by magical crossing of bison and orcs. After the departure of the ancients, the Minos already thought that freedom was close, it was only worth reaching out, but it was not there. More powerful races, which quickly realized what happened, grabbed this hand stretching to the light, to freedom, and hit it in a chain, hid it back into darkness.
– And I always thought they crossed people. After all, they are not like orcs, but even very.
-In fact, there is just a little mixed there: there is blood and human, and elves, and other tinsel. The ancients took the best from the younger races, but did not allow experimenting with similar themselves. Of course, they could not get an ideal creature, but they were nearby. Minos, as you know, are very strong, hardy and obedient … In any case, they were obedient.
– Okay, all this is clear to go to the place about this exception.
How the magician got this attitude of the guard. He constantly jumps on the topic on the topic, always interrupts and does not allow to get together with his thoughts. But the magician has already begun to get used to it, as to everything else, which caused terrible irritation before.
– Fine. There is one story, there is no more legend about Minos. He was born the same as the rest of his race, but with one difference: he did not want to submit, did not want to serve. He wanted to live, and not exist. His rebellion really did not like the owner. At that time, Bradins were already ruled by the mili-the guards’ eyes were twisted, this is an ignoramus, not to know who the bradins are-in your opinion Gina.
– And Gina would you say so right away.
The guard laughed and therefore did not see the face of the magician. And in vain. Everyone who at least once saw such an expression on the face of this magician would immediately fall quietly and would sit quieter than water, a niche of grass. But the guard was used to the “always good” magician and did not notice his discontent already. And the magician is all-
he restrained himself, and continued, as if he had not been interrupted.
– So. Bra … Gene sent a little Minos to Ereb. You know what the city of Ereb is famous for?
– Certainly. There are one of the most bloody battles in the world. What do they call their fun there? Gala … no, not that … the sb ..
“Gladiator games,” the magician could not stand it. Although you can rejoice for this cream: not everyone knows what Ereb is famous for. – You have noticed correctly, these are the most bloody battles in the world we know. And you know that mortality is one hundred percent there … That is, everyone who is sent there is dying in the arena, for the funeral of the spectator. So much blood spils there in a year that it was enough to fill your whole city for a couple of meters. -When the magician told about this feast of death, his eyes were filled with some strange bloody light. He recalled those days when he had not yet had to run from a raped place and hide in such a pigsty as this city. The guard unconsciously moved away from the magician, which did not disappear from the tenacious eyes of the magician, and he continued the conversation further, trying to not remember anything like that anymore. – That is why the manager of the Gladiator decided to everyone who will pass all fifty fights in this terrible place, freedom and payment of one hundred thousand gold arches. This is almost four hundred and eighty thousand of your Naria.
– Wow. – the guards of the guard lit up, as before that the eyes of the magician, but not bloody, but golden light. It seemed that in fact his eyes were made of pure gold. The guard was so fascinated by a simple conversation about such a heap of gold. – I would like this amount. Then life would begin … I would immediately drive my own and would find such a woman that all the drooling would be all the drooling. Ha ha ha. But wait. This manager had to sell all his good in order to pay with the winner, because even the chieftain does not have so much money, and he lends rather big Suma around all the kings around.
– In fact, the manager had that kind of money. – the guard even whistled when he learned that there are so rich in the world. – The problem was not in that. No one could win all the battles, it is just physically not possible. In any case, the manager thought so.
The magician fell silent. He looked at the walking trinity. Now they were very clearly visible. And now even more questions have arisen.
There were three of them. Minos from one side and an elf from another. The magician could not see her almond -shaped eyes, he did not see his long ears, but saw her onion behind him. He could only belong to the elven. Elf would never have taken such a bow with him, because it should belong only to a woman. And other races cannot manage this, in appearance, such a simple murder weapon. Many magicians fought over the secret of these bows, but everyone was defeated. The bow looked like a living tree, probably, the bowstring was almost invisible, so it was thin.
But the greatest interest was caused by a traveler in the middle. It was ..
– Well, that this Minos won all fifty battles?
– What. A. No, not right away. At the beginning, so to speak, he reached his career to thirty -two battles and was torn off his hand. But the people liked him and the manager did not want to spend such precious material. He begged the gnomes and paid the goblins so that they would make a new hand. After that, the great magicians revived the hand and attached it instead of a torn.
– And that the manager did not think that since he passed with the usual hand to thirty -second battle, then all fifty would pass with this?
– He probably did not believe in it. But, as you understand, it happened. After this incident, the name of Makhtan of the steel hand caused fear of everyone against whom his hand rose.
– And what does Makhtan mean?
– I don’t know. He himself chose his name after he was released. Some say that it means “living” in the language of the Minos.
– And what does he do here?
– I don’t know. – The magician began to bother this conversation. At first it was a way to recall the whole story and find some kind of hint, but now …-You know, but Minos is not the most interesting traveler from this company. After all, look at the middle, he is just a person ..
– So what? Man as a person, nothing special.
– You look how he goes. As if he is a king, or even an emperor, and examines his possessions. Ready to argue that Minos and Elfitian his guards. Look at them. They go a little at a distance from a person, but quite close, so that you can cover it. And a person goes as if those two does not exist at all.
The magician spread. He realized that he had said too much, but he understood it too late. The guard looked at the magician round eyes.
– You can say so much about them only looking at their gait? Well, you and man. I always believed that magicians do not understand people at all, that they sit in their libraries and do not stick out their nose. And then you … just class.
– In fact, there is nothing like that, just observation.
And the trinity came closer and closer. They could already be examined in detail.
Near the man there really was an elf, thin, slender, even seemingly fragile, but it was not so. The magician knew that she could shoot the floor of the city guard with her bow and not one muscle on her beautiful face would not flinch. The bow itself said about this. But he spoke only with those who could hear him. This onion was given only to the chosen elves. He had to be earned. It was necessary to fight for him. None of the non -electric ones even knew what they gave him for, but everyone knew that even the best archers from any race would not be equal to the one that belongs to such a bow.
On the other hand, Minos was coming from a man. Such as about him and talked. Huge, horned and evil. In his right hand he held a bonding to the sect. She was to match her master. Huge, acute and the same angry. The left hand was really steel. The magician never completely believed in these tales about a torn hand, but now he had no doubt-his hand was really steel, and his fingers ended with claws of such a length that it seemed that it was some kind of daggimitation.
The strangest in this company looked, anyway, man. He looked strange not because of his appearance or clothes, but because of the company in which he found himself. He was the most ordinary person. Such a person can be found in a field with a sickle, and in a tavern with a beer mug, and at the ball under the arm with a not very beautiful lady. He had nothing to stand out among other people, but he clearly could not belong to this company. This is what the person interested the magician so much. And of course, his gait and all his appearance did not fit this person.
When a person was caught with a magician, he immediately began to spit out memorized speech:
– We are glad to welcome you in our wonderful city. – The magician was transformed dramatically: now it was not the silent, ever -thoughtful magician, he became a smiling, cheerful, witty and, of course, the hospitable representative of his seemingly native city. The guard noticed this, but did not give a look, and he will never tell anyone about it. He was much smarter than he wanted to seem. Only those who have no place among others come to this city … So one of his acquaintances said, as a killer of ten people, fifteen elves, eight gnomes and other races also did not spare, although he was also known as a good thing in the city.
The magician liked to pretend to be a simpleton before those who did not know him: it was easier, it was easier to deceive idiots who consider themselves geniuses. But he realized too late that he had chosen incorrect tactics, and changing it was already stupid.
– I know all this. I am not the first time in this city and I will not stay here for a long time. Give the paper to be signed. – The person was very unnecessary, and the magician did not like it. He did not like this person at all more and more, because he somewhat reminiscent of the magician himself. And exactly the fact that the magician could not understand what was annoying him the most.
– But we sign up with blood, you know. And they, ”the magician pointed to the guards,“ should also subscribe.
– Yes, that’s all I know. – The man pulled three sheets from the magician’s hands, quickly looked at them, handed them to his guards. Then he took a sharp feather from the magician, pricked his finger and put it to the mark on paper. The elf took the feather from the hands of man and did the same. Minos refused the pen – he pricked his finger with his right, alive, hands with a steel claw with his left, dead, hands and also touched the mark.
The man gave the papers a magician and went to the city without saying a word. His guards also walked quietly for a man. It was not customary to ask the name in this city.
And only now the magician realized what exactly this person was like him – face. He had the same person who changed with any desire. He could have pretended both kind and angry;both cruel and fair;both rich and poor. All roles were subject to this person. But the magician did not like to be in something unheard.
The guard was silent all this time. He was silent while the travelers came up. He was silent while the magician talked with them. He was silent even when the travelers went to the city. He was silent not because the magician thought, that he was very surprised and swallowed his tongue. The guard is weaned to be surprised while living in this city. The guard pondered what the arrival of the sins of such a company could lead to the city. And he really did not like the conclusions, because he loved life here. Not to say that calm, not to say that it is pleasant, but so familiar and familiar.
The magician pondered the same question. And he also did not like the answer, because he wanted at least a little silence and peace, even what this city could provide. They silently pondered the same question for an hour, only from different sides approaching him. They did not know all parts of the riddle. But soon they had to find out another small part.
From the side of the forest, a figure came out again, this time, one. The magician and the guard looked at each other and, without saying anything, began to wait until the traveler was approaching. A person turned out to be a man and, judging by clothes, it was a man not rich. An old cloak hung on it, all covered with road dust. There was some kind of armor under the raincoat, but from such a distance it was impossible to say with confidence what exactly this was the armor.
He looked like the most ordinary traveler, and if he went through the main gate at him, no one would look twice. But the fact that he came out of the forest of complete driades proved that everything was not so simple. And who appeared before him, suggested that everything is much more complicated.
While the traveler was approaching, two gatekeepers were able to see him better, and nothing indicated that he could be something interesting to others. He was very young, no more than twenty. It was possible to call him a handsome man: tall cheekbones, proud chin, delicate skin, fit figure. Girls around such and curl. But the eyes seemed to be strangers on this face. They seemed through the eyes of an old man who had lived for half a century and who had seen a lot of terrible, even terrible things. Things that never leave, but stay with you. He looked like senior elves with this.
– We are glad to welcome you in our wonderful city. – the magician began his speech. He expected the traveler to overcome him, like the previous ones, but this did not happen. – We are always glad to new visitors in our free city. We would not want something to upset you during our stay. Therefore, we would like to familiarize you with the rules of our free city. The first rule says that if you were caught on damage or illegal assignment of other people’s property, you must reimburse its value, as the owner wishes. If the owner is not found within a week, all charges will be removed. The second rule does not exist. – After that, the most friendly smile followed that a person could portray. – You everything is clear?
– Yes, sure.
– Then, please, sign on this form with blood, here is the pen for this.
– Blood? Unusual.
-Well, this is still a magical agreement.
– Even so. I did not keep track of when this city became so rich to scatter with magical agreements so easy.
– And you can ask you a question? – The guard unexpectedly wedged into the conversation for everyone. – How did you pass by the Dryad?
The traveler looked at the guard and as if he had just seen him. They looked at each other for a few seconds, and, apparently, having made some conclusions, the traveler spoke:
– For starters, few will give honest answers to such questions. I’ll just say that I have my own ways.
– And for the end?
– For the end. – The traveler was really discouraged.
– Well, you said for starters, which means there is for the end?
– Ha. And for the end, I believe that your city should definitely not worry about the dryades, they will soon leave.
– It would be good.
The traveler looked at the guard for another five seconds, and then quietly subscribed and went through the gate, leaving two guards in silent thoughts.

The second part

Kid Matias wandered around the bazaar. He was so cute and carefree that all the sellers looked after, no matter how he stole something. And this guy did not even pay attention to those who almost spit after him. He walked in a cheerful step, as it should be to go to an eleven -year -old boy. He just walked his hometown and admired him. Matias adored the bazaar. This noise, this din … He delighted the guy.
In any case, Matias wanted to seem so outsid. He wanted them to relax and feel touched by them to leave their wallets unattended, so that the money from these wallets would calmly crawl into his pocket. This was a city where even children learned to steal before talking.
Matias has been walking around the bazaar for almost half an hour, choosing a goal for himself. He was very picky. Here the guy has a very small wallet, there is definitely no decent amount in such. On the contrary, the wallet has so large that it will be very difficult to turn the matter quietly. And that ready to break anyone who at least crookedly looks at him. Matiasa taught that when choosing, in no case should not be rushed. As the late uncle told him: “Better you go home hungry, than you will be brought forward there”.
And here he is – the perfect goal. A guy of about twenty and a little, rather strong, but too confident. “That’s what I was waiting for you,” Matias thought and went after the guy, all looking at him. The guy, although it looked rustic, but every second was becoming clearer that something was wrong with him. He did not look at the sellers who praised their goods. He passed by the slave market, did not even look in that direction. And there, in order to stare at the outlandish Guri from the far south, all the men who came to the city ran away. “Well, nothing,” Matias thought, “This means nothing yet”.
Matias continued to follow his victim. He was getting closer to him. And when it remained only four to go around, the guy turned around and looked Matiasu right in the eyes. From such a surprise, a little thief was confused, but only a moment passed and a stranger, smiling, pulled a hood from his camping cloak and ..
A granny with full hands passed between them. This moment was enough for a stranger to dissolve in the crowd. Matias then looked for him for some time, but did not find it like that, and decided to find a new sacrifice and forget this strange moment of the numbness. If it was not difficult to find the victim, then to forget that gaze seemed simply not possible. It seemed to Matiasu that he looked at himself, no matter how stupid it sounded. It seemed that he, who had been living for two hundred years, returned back to look at himself small and stupid. Matias tried to throw these thoughts out of his head, but they did not want to hide anywhere.

“And from this Maltz may come out,” thought Jericho. It was very interesting to observe how the kid was hiding and trying to be not noticeable, as he himself once did. “Oh, how much time has passed. One hundred years? Two hundred? Am I so old … ”
Jericho found the one who has been chasing for almost a month. The killer who surpassed even the inhumanity of even wolflaks was now in this city. And soon he will die.
Jericho climbed onto the roof of the building, which was next to the eastern part of the bazaar. He had already lowered the mask, and this meant that there was no way back. When he climbed onto the roof, the first thing he found he found his goal. He was next to the cartographer and was very not satisfied with something. “Now your discontent is only to increase”. Jericho threw out his left hand, and his glove opened in a long bow. He threw out his right hand and caught an arrow almost near the very plumage. Jericho slowly, pulling on the bowstring, aimed, to the goal was about two hundred steps, something quietly whispered the arrow, as if ordering her to fly exactly at the target, and as soon as the bow was touched his cheek, let the arrow let him. She flew very quickly, which did not surprise Jericho, after a second she was already near the target and had to kill him, but Minos ruined everything. It is not clear how, but he saw an arrow and even managed to substitute his steel hand, which changed the trajectory of the arrow. She flew a little right and flew into a guy who held out his hand behind the wallet of one of the caravans who looked at the cards on the table. This was very surprised by Jericho.
– He’s here. On the roof. Take it away faster … ”Makhtan shouted. But before he had time to finish, as their employer, pouring everyone in his path, ran where his eyes looked.
“I will catch up with him, and you deal with this jammer,” the Yelphic’s melodic voice sounded.
“I’ll deal with him,” Makhtan muttered under his breath. – idiot, you now have to pass me by. And no one was still able to, – shouted Minos.

“Here he correctly noticed”.
The building was perfect https://noidverificationcasinos.co.uk/review/winstler-casino/ to shoot and hide once. But this Minos ruined the whole plan. And it was good. For a long time no one could oppose anything to Jericho. All his plans went like clockwork. All his ideas even the most wild were embodied by life. But that long-awaited moment came when something went wrong. And, it would seem, the plan was nowhere easier, but Minos appeared. And now life has become much more interesting.
But you need to concentrate. The goal ran away and quickly, and Minos stood in the way. It will not work to circumvent the roofs, because there was no roof nearby. The building was the highest in the city and stood isolated. You have to jump.
– Everything happens for the first time.
And with these words, Jericho jumped off the building. Minos, seeing this, apparently thought that the enemy was so afraid to enter into a fight with him that he decided to commit suicide. But this more upset him than pleased him. Minos also searched for a worthy enemy.
Jerichon was not going to die. He had a ring, but the ring is not simple. This ring helped to command air. It is for such cases that he wore this ring. Jericho began to squeeze the air under him and after a few seconds it already seemed that you were just standing on a very soft feather bed. And almost above the earth itself, the fall stopped completely. Linza did its job, and Jericho released the air. With a quiet cotton, squeezed air went under his feet, and Jericho was on the ground. If this impressed Makhtan, then he did not give a look.

But now it was better to see the killer. On it, as rumor went, was a black leather jacket. But if you look closely, then the jacket did not look like a leather. His well -known chain was on his chest. A road cloak hung behind. The hood was dressed on his head, and it seemed that the mask on his face was part of the hood. Judging by rumors, it was so. But the most amazing in its entire form is a mask. The mask was some kind of magic mirror. It attracted her gaze and, as if looking at you with your eyes. This caused a terrible fear and wanted to hide somewhere, hide in a corner and never see her. But it seemed to turn away above human forces. And even to Minos it was difficult to resist the magic of the mask. But he did not try.

“He looks at the mask,” Jericho heard the melodic girlish voice.
– This is good.
This voice no longer frightened him, as it was at the beginning. She even became for him something like a friend or family whom he lost.

– Well, what are you standing? You are waiting for a special invitation? – Makhtan growled, trying to give his voice confidence, which left his body faster and faster.

– You are ready? – whispered Jericho.
– Yes. I have already been “ready” for a second. I’ll start when you order.
Jericho examined the square. It was huge, but completely all busy with different shops. There was everything that the soul could wish. Starting from overseas sweets from the far north and ending with fried worms with the same far south. Starting from a strange glowing powder from the far west and ending with a strange appearance with swords from the same Far East. There was even a slave market, at the entrance of which Guria stood. But now it all seemed abandoned and unnecessary. A little time passed after his first shot, but everyone managed to scatter and hide. It was evident that the inhabitants were accustomed to this behavior. And this is for the better – fewer people will suffer.
And then Jericho’s gaze saw a guy of Minos lying at his feet with his arrow, breaking through the baby through. And, which was more unpleasant, it was the same baby who tried to rob him. Jericho liked this guy. There was in him, something attractive, something familiar. And he knew that. He himself was the same. And it was this that saddened the most.
Jericho threw back all his thoughts and continued to look around. Between the shops you could run. And to the right of Minos near the building was a huge box. From it it was possible to jump to the roof of the building and continue to follow the purpose. He was moving away. But Jericho did not worry – to catch up with him was just.
-Run left right away, so that Minos caught up somewhere next to a bench with flaming gunpowder.
– Fine.

Makhtan was preparing this second for something like that. The killer rushed to the left and Minos, without thinking twice, ran around him. He did not like running, it was below his dignity. The fight should be honest and simple. Who is the first to kill the enemy and won. And then you need to catch up with, and only then it will be possible to have fun. It was not so interesting. In addition, this idiot will lose a lot of effort and will be less dangerous.

While all these thoughts flashed through Minos, Jerichon fled to the right building, trying not to look towards Minos. If he sees the mask, even its edge, then the illusion will disappear. And he did not want this – it would be possible to deal with this mountain of muscles later, but now the goal was more important. When Jericho was near the box, he heard a furious scream. This meant that Minos realized that he was deceived. And a furious Minos is not the best interlocutor.
Jericho climbed onto the box, and from there he already jumped onto the roof and ran forward. The goal, of course, ran away, but ran away too slowly. The residents of the city interfered with him, who, not knowing what happened in the square, walked in her direction to purchase some trinket or look at Guri, or rob some should. The elf fled behind, trying to shout to her employer. With the sound of a cry of Minos, she looked around and saw a killer.
Jericho did not even see how she got the bow and arrow. He generally forgot about the fact that she will also try to protect his goal. If not for the mask that indicated the approach of the arrow, it could be fatal for the famous killer. But this did not happen. Jericho managed to dodge almost at the last moment. It even seemed to him that he heard the arrows passing next to his ear. It knocked down a little Jericho with the pace of running, but not much.

The elf now realized why this killer was so afraid. She no longer dared to shoot him, but simply kept him in the field of vision. He ran very fast. Another five seconds, and it will be at the distance of a shot. But the bow was not visible with him. “I probably threw it somewhere along the way,” flashed through the elven’s head. When she looked back a couple of seconds, the killer not only had a bow, but he was already aiming at her tenant. “This cannot be. Between them are one hundred and eighty steps. He will not fall “. Despite all these thoughts, she took out her bow and prepared to bring down the arrow of this bastard.

Jericho shot, already realizing that it would not fall. He knew for sure that this elf would be able to knock down his arrow of his. But luck was on his side. The elf, obvious not very trusting her skill, shouted the goals:
– Jump to the right.
And he took and listened to her. The elf calculated everything. Her arrow knocked down B Ierichonov if she flew in a straight line. But the arrow followed its goal and hit the apple right, or rather in the head.
It was a quick and painless death. This creature did not deserve even this. He had to die for a long time and painfully, and then revive and die again. But not everyone gets what deserves.
The elf stood and did not believe her eyes. Something that could not happen. Even elven magicians are not capable of this.
Jericho was pleased with himself: the goal was dead and it remains only to leave the city. Just needed to escape from an angry mortar and not getting to the arrow of the lord. But longing awakened in the soul, because the death of this reptile will not return the life of its victims, it will not return the kid left in the square.
This happened every time, but Jericho could not do anything about it. Memory took him to the years of distant youth.