Chronicles of the Wolf

14

Maria felt her mother's pain.

— Christophe!— she called her beloved.— Come on, let's break through there!—

She was almost scared when she ran into Bjorn. The vampire was really scary now, the blond Swede had changed a lot: his eyes became a rich scarlet color, his face stretched out and turned white, like...

The sword pierces Stefan's sturdy figure, blood drips on the metal.

— Stefan!— Maria clears the way to her non-blood brother, cutting off heads like grass.— Stefan! Run away from here, stay away, you don't belong in a combat situation!—

Stefan retreated from the battlefield so quickly that he raised violent currents of wind.

It seems that air artillery came to the dogs of Wentfort - dry shots rang out from the sky.

Someone nearby picked up one of the obrotni and used it as a shield.

All the faces, the crowd mixed into a single being, struggling with itself.

Maria, Bjorn, Friedrich, Christoph and Stefan, sitting in the thick of branches on some tree, were spectators and participant