Having broken a thick branch, I fell near the stone. She laid her hand on him.- Let's!!! You can!!! I cursed myself.I ripped the trouser leg of my leg and straightened my arm.- A-A-A!!!The pain went from the brain to the heels. Tears flowed from my eyes. I clenched my teeth and began to wrap the stick around the broken limb. Each tightened knot was like a spear from Amedeo in training. Same hell of a pain.When I finished with the bandage on my arm, I was sweating all over. Relax and look at the sky. It’s too early to rest… before the next sunrise, I need to have time to finish what I started… to complete my plan… the only question is… how can I catch animals with such wounds…***“We shouldn't have let her go,” Aran said angrily, walking back and forth. — I do not trust God and I think that he will deceive us. We must get back to her before it's too late. We can do it on Thursday!"Calm down and sit down," I said. - The gadget did not show that she died, so everything is fine. An

“Say your name, don’t call you fiery all the time,” I chuckled.— Mephistopheles. But you can call me Mephisto."Welcome to Team One, Mephisto," Eve said.As I listened to them question Mephisto, I heard that a message had arrived on Gadget.“The headquarters is satisfied with the completed task. You get three hundred and fifty points for work and eighty for God. Keep it up, boys!" - the sender of the letter Adam is the commander of the strike force. We are number one. Catherine is probably furious. Now I need to heal. I wonder how they found out about the completion of our task so quickly? Is there a new scout watching over us? And in general, to hell. I don't care now. I need to get away from all this and we'll hit the road again... continue our journey!!!***Branch IIMark's team and eight survivors of the death caravan made their way to the cave, passing through the thickets of a huge forest. The guy cursed the moment he agreed to take the survivors to their new home. They lost a

A blue aura began to emanate from my body. Space. I moved to Ryzhik. Hammer. I hit Lagertha in the leg and jumped back. Apparently she's in pain. So, let's start. Cover the right hand with ice, the left with flame. Excellent. Create an Ice Sword on the right and a Flame Sword on the left. Made."Let's begin our dance, madam," I bowed to Lagertha like a true gentleman.She apparently didn't get the joke. Space. Storm. He struck again in the chest, but this time the attack turned out well. Lagertha flew to kiss my kissed walls. Her armor took half the hit. Returns. As long as she's in the air, she won't be able to dodge. The same one was used by Slash. She fought off a couple, but three pieces hit right on target. She collapsed to the ground. She got up as if nothing had happened and walked towards me, brushing herself off.It doesn't have a single scratch on it, as always. On the face of a smile. It was as if I didn’t hit her… as if the whole fight was a game, and she didn’t even show

I tensed up, closed my eyes and began to search for him through the remnants of magic. It was difficult to concentrate. But I feel it...Quickly moving around the houses, I went for a scout. We must find him quickly, otherwise this city will soon burn to hell.He must be around here somewhere.Stopping and looking around, I saw fresh blood on the walls. The scout clung to the walls with his hands, but it is clear that someone was dragging him. And then I felt behind me that someone was approaching me. Drawing my sword from its scabbard, I blocked the dragon's fiery fist. He immediately hit him in the head with the Hammer, which sent him into the building.And it's a baby! He is slightly taller than me. His shots are weak. I looked at the hand with which I hit the dragon, it had his blood on it. So I hurt you. Excellent.Flames erupted from the smoke right at me. Storm. Our flames collided and there was an explosion from our mixed fire. In open space, I can use the flame with might and

Damn... I didn't have time.Approaching the cold corpses, he noticed marks on their bodies, as if from claws. Their throats were torn off. With one clean punch. But where is their child?Stunned on the spot, I felt someone's presence behind me. Turning around, I saw a little boy - this is their child. His eyes were red… his hands were bloody, and his nails were dripping with a fresh scarlet liquid.“I told you,” the boy turned to me in an adult male voice. - So what are you going to do? Kill him, an innocent child, huh, boy? Will you become a killer?The boy walked over to me and grabbed the blade of my ice sword, bringing it up to his chest where the heart was.What to do? He's a Renegade, he's no longer a child. I need to pierce his heart, and maybe that's how I save the soul of this child.Slowly moving my hand forward, I forced the tip of the sword into the child's body. But I stopped.I can't, I just... I can't!- Why did you stop? God chuckled. - Don't disappoint me. Well, go ah