Olga kicked out another door. Now it's just her, Callum, Vegard, Christophe, Maria, Stefan and just four werewolves. Of the twenty that got in. Many died, and more were lost. Ten more outside. — We need to go back and open the door where Bjorn disappeared!—Maria said suddenly. — I have a very unpleasant feeling...— Callum came back with a very large hook removed from the window. — Just in case...— he said, kicking down the door. There was an absolute emptiness behind the door. Somewhere very far away, the sound of water could be heard. Maria shuddered. — Bjorn! Where are you?!— she shouted in Swedish when she felt her nerves begin to strain. There is no answer. — Bjoorn!—Stefan called his father.— Dad...— — Let's go down.—Callum decided. Everyone grabbed the rope and one by one began to go down there. Long corridors of stone filled with knee-deep water. Or is it... Vegard's shoe has sunk deeply into the muddy muck. — It's blood...— he said softly. — Let's go on, we ne

— Shhh!—Bjorn raised his hand.— I have one hidden power, I'm going to clear the way...—Stefan could barely contain his laughter.— Quiet!— Bjorn slowly came out from behind the bushes.— Vampire!— someone screamed.— Hi guys.— Bjorn tried to remain calm, but still something was shaking inside.— I don't think you should come here. —— Why? Are you going to explode, blondie?—the shaggy jock asked with a grin.— Nope.— Bjorn himself went towards them.— When you grab a bug, you never think that it can answer...—He breathed in their direction and the guards fainted.— They didn't even send a message! And you're super, Bjorn!—Olga said softly.— There are no cameras at the exit, great. Will you tell me the secret of your fetid breath?—— Corpse gas.—Bjorn smiled.— All right, let's go. Let's sniff the building and see where it will be safer for us to go!—— Vegard!—Olga whispered to her husband.— Your earring! —The man's amulet was lying on the snow, torn, it seems, from the skin and cover

Olga swung the blade, turning the corner.No one.—Give me the blade, or you'll hurt someone...—Christophe said softly.— You're waving them too fast...—— No!—something on the ropes almost fell on them.Olga raised the cleaver and began stabbing nonstop with wild screams.— Hey, hey, ruined the ballast, hysterical!—Maria jumped off the sandbag.— Come down already, guys!— she called softly.— Without unnecessary sounds only, otherwise someone is not far away...—Stefan, Bjorn, Friedrich carefully jumped down the rope.— Eeeeeh... How long have you been sitting here?—Olga asked.— Well... Do you have a watch? I don't have one, so I don't know...—the vampire said, brushing herself off.— Well, it's time to look for the bastard, then into the light! As long as it's not daytime only...—***The slashing caresses of the sword stop this annoying blinking.— That's better.—Christophe smiled, glinting in the dark with the luminous eyes of a noctolope, like a cat's.— I'm shocked every time.—Mari

Wentworth Karsten has never been afraid, maybe this is a bad quality. Or maybe not, because he has practically no equal in battle.Every day Rodi is getting worse and worse, he is getting worse and worse.— It's bleeding again.—Wentworth said, examining his friend's handkerchief.— Come on. Not for the first time and not for the last. I'll be fine, I'll be fine very soon...—They pass through five villages, he often notices that Rodi does not sleep even sometimes for weeks. The pain keeps him awake.— So why did they call you "king", those people from the forest? And you killed them?— one morning, Wentworth was bombarding a man with questions in an old barn where they were allowed to spend the night for a couple of coins.— Maybe you can help me with polishing first? There are a lot of things to do, and we will soon be driven out of here...— the breath breaks into a quiet cough.— Come on.— Wentfort takes out of the bag what Rody has been sitting with for so long in the morning.The c

Wentworth Karsten ran up the stairs so fast that he was surprised afterwards how his tired legs beat such a fraction on the stone steps.He was looking for this girl, asking almost everyone about this Velliana.— That's where the servants live. Most likely, she is still there, if the king did not execute the traitor's bride!—one of the guards said.The old door creaks open.— What do you need?— the knife thrust forward almost buries itself in the chest.— Now you've come to kill me...—— I didn't mean it, Velliana... Believe me, I didn't want to...— Karsten speaks softly and hollowly.It was as if the life had been taken out of his voice.— Yes, yes, how can I not believe the chief royal adviser!— the girl said with a growl.— Go away. Go away or I'll kill myself!—She put the blade of the knife to her throat.— I'll leave. Just tell me: why did Rodi want to kill the king?—Wentworth asked quietly.— The King has lost his mind. He wants to subdue everyone and destroy everything, absolute