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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
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