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Spacewalkers 29
I'm runing. Darkness is gathering around. Bottomless, impenetrable, viscous as pitch. Her long tentacles try to grab my legs, but I don't let them. Every time I feel that tenacious hugs are getting closer, I force myself to speed up. It helps, but not for long. As if trying to keep me from escaping, the darkness makes the air thicken. It becomes something like a jelly, through which you have to break through with difficulty. I'm afraid to stop. Everything in my mind, drowning in pure concentrated fear, tells me to move. I can't let the darkness overtake me. It is forbidden…The strength is leaving me. I am an ordinary person. Simple Kirill from an orphanage in Moscow. Not awakened, not the so-called "Shield of the Witches", I am nobody. A shadow running from the darkness that wants to swallow her. I need light, it will warm, give me strength, will not allow me to dissolve. It will make my contours clearer and more expressive, preventing them from merging with the environment. My fear
Spacewalkers 30
- You're not alone, Creel! - No one around, Terra and Eva on their mission. If they decided to kill me, then I would just lie there in a pool of my own blood. It seems to me that I would not have had time to understand that I was dead at all. But you were still excited...- Yes, then I wanted to kill him! To tear apart with bare hands, to leave a reminder of yourself before death: a scar, a cut, whatever. Just to leave something behind...I looked at my own hands as if they were up to the elbows in blood. Although it was true, in the past I often had to dirty them, but I never thought about death. I drove this thought away from me, not allowing it to take root in my head. And now it hit me. “Kril, you are not alone, even now you have me,” Atria said in a sad voice, “Although these words from the mouth of the AI sound stupid, but I am always with you. But you don't always support my decisions...“At first yes, but then something changed,” she answered mysteriously, not wanting
Spacewalkers 31
- She and her parents are busy preparing, now the days have come when you need to follow every smallest detail, - Senoria explained. She beckoned to the maid who was standing outside the door, and she instantly brought a new jug of juice, which for some reason I liked so much. He really was delicious. Some kind of mixture of apple and peach with hints of banana. I can’t even imagine what kind of fruit this is from which such juice is obtained. - And what? Do you miss her? she asked after a short silence.Still, it is tempting to ask me about such details. I suppose you just want to listen to how her own younger brother dries for her friend. - Training, - I said a terrible word for her, - I wanted to show you more complex techniques, and teach you how to handle weapons. - Weapons?! - Senoria asked in surprise, - But why? - Then, with bare hands against the enemy, you will only remain if you lose everything else, and your opponent does the same, - I remembered Russian folk wisdom,
Spacewalkers 32
So the day has come when the entire light of Regulus Prime society gathers in one place. A masquerade ball in honor of Lilia Farhart, daughter of High Inquisitor Rank Eight Regulus. Parents decided to celebrate her coming of age with chic and brilliance, which actually happened a couple of months ago. But who cares? You were invited by influential people, above whom only the governor of the planet - my "father", and then nominally. The Inquisition, if it wants to, can safely bypass the supreme power of the planet and enlist the order of the emperor. They resorted to this very rarely, because no one wanted to argue with them and spoil relations. There is no need to guess here to understand that an organization with such political power can easily remove the governor and send him to some remote colonies."Landed soon, Creel," Atria reported.Meanwhile, I nervously squeezed the glass of alcohol between my fingers. Sitting in the luxurious easy chair of the Governor's private shuttle, I w
Spacewalkers 33
- Crillius! A familiar voice reached my ears.I turned abruptly and saw a girl in a green dress waving at me. It was closed, but so tight that I immediately recognized Senoria. She swayed gracefully towards me. On her face was a mask similar to mine, but only white, with a red face.Her presence made me smile. It's nice to meet strangers in a crowd, a person who does not cause dislike in you, but rather the opposite.- Are you here too?“Here, and not even alone,” she cooed in a cheerful voice.The girl reached out her hand somewhere in the crowd of guests and pulled out a red-haired girl in a white long dress with the same red inserts of neon panels as mine.Seeing each other and noticing the color of the outfits, we were dumbfounded. Lilia wore the same scarlet mask to match her hair.- Hmm, yes, you just agreed, - my “sister” drawled, pushing her friend closer to me so that we would stand side by side."It wasn't me who chose the color, it was my stylist," I grumbled, turning off h
Spacewalkers 35
- Everything is ready, your daughter performed the first dance with the winner of the competition.Okay, now we can start...Then the video ended, and I involuntarily grinned at what I saw. Here such behind-the-scenes games are held, and no one knows. Wouldn't anyone be able to find this video? Were they that confident in their own security system?How did you manage to hack them?- I had to use the cleaner's drone. There were no cameras inside this room.“Clever, the local people are so used to them that they don’t even pay attention,” I said, pushing back from the tree in the direction of the east wing of the building.I need to meet Lily. The video I received turned out to be so valuable that by showing it to her, I can immediately convince the girl to leave the planet as quickly as possible. Because you have to hurry. If Frimius wants to blame me for everything, then I will be hunted. I'm sure the murder of the planet's governor is punished very harshly. Didn't think it would be p
Spacewalkers 36
I ran forward as fast as I could. Behind me, the screams of the inquisitors and the explosions created by the angry Elena were heard. And now I'm running into the remains of a destroyed building.There are ruins everywhere you look. It is hard to believe that just a couple of minutes ago there was a huge crowd of people here. Aristocrats of all stripes have gathered for a masquerade ball, and they are all now crushed under rubble.I hear the groans of the wounded, their cries for help, the quiet cry of dying people who do not believe that someone will save them. And I just keep running. I ignore them, do not pay attention, and do not even reproach myself for it. I don't care about other people's lives. I have a goal, and I do not intend to be distracted.Jumping up in the air, I cut the falling stone fragment with a blow of the sharp blade of the sword. Its parts dispersed to the sides, one of which I managed to use as a springboard and jump higher. I need to find Alexander and my "br
Spacewalkers 37
A huge sword hilt appeared in his hands, but without a blade. Judging by the length of the handle, which easily fit into his two large paws, the weapon is two-handed. Something like Claymore.I tried to move. Hands and feet obeyed me perfectly. The pain spread throughout the body, but was somehow distant. It was as if they were only lightly pressing on my back, causing barely perceptible discomfort, at most it can only cause irritation, and not an attack of full-fledged pain.“You won’t get rid of me so easily,” I rise from the rubble of stones and some utensils, or rather clothes.It turns out that he threw me into an expensive clothing boutique built of marble bricks. Regulus is very fond of marble.- Living! I like! - Alexander shouted contentedly, increasing the speed of his step.Here he already broke into an easy run and with each meter he only picked up speed. I immediately knew that he was going to deliver a crushing blow with his two-handed sword. But there was no blade, and