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“They will go to the bottom of Yakon!” - proclaimed the commandant, loudly approved by the soldiers.Then, at one moment, the warlike cries died down - a giant appeared from behind the trees, a huge, shaking with folds of fat, thick-bellied giant with a bump head sticking out of his shoulders. Following the first, the second moved, and both giants dragged behind them on thick ropes woven from vines, something like a giant leather bag. Dozens of them fussed around them, freaks, trying not to fall under the feet of the giants, smeared the grass and earth under the bag with fats and oils so that it would glide. The Cyclopes dragged her ashore, and the Zulan hordes parted to make way for the giants.“There you are, Cyclops. Matisse Cordol lowered his crossbow, put his foot in the stirrup and pulled the thick string with the lever, as if he intended to kill one of the giants with his own shot right away."They're bigger than I thought," the magician said softly so that he wouldn't be heard
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- Is there anything you can do?- I'm needed here.The Zulans were already dragging what could possibly be called boats to the water. The trunks of the ancient giants, skinned, with a hollowed out core and installed wooden shields, were already ripping up the shallow water of the western shore. The Zulans jumped onto these long, unstable little boats and rowed with everything - branches, makeshift oars - everything. One, three, six, ten, thirteen, twenty-five, more and more new boats rolled into the water, and each carried one and a half, two, or even two and a half dozen mighty rowers.- Artillery, do not sleep! Musketeers, please! Archers, set fire! To the bottom of them! To the bottom of the geeks!Cannonballs, arrows and bullets rushed towards the approaching flotilla. Even without hitting the targets, the cannonballs flopping into the water created enough waves to capsize the unstable primitive boats.- Like this! Don't hesitate! Reload soon!The archers fired from a canopy, the
World Of The Fallen Dragon 76
But that was not where his fear lay: Tobius suddenly became fully aware that he was in charge of a living and intelligent being. All his servants hitherto were either soulless puppets or inhuman spirits, he was not afraid to give them orders and did not care about opinions, which they could not have as such. Arcodillon, of course, was a different case, but he had spent eternity in battle and was destined for war, that ancient beast of Pongemonius. As for Kerubales, with him the magician suddenly felt like a despotic master who forced his unfortunate slave to commit murder. Kerubales was not created for violence, with all his power and frightening size, and he killed not a man, but an almost mindless monster, and yet ... Tobius swore to himself that he would never force his ogebo to kill again, because Kerubales would fulfill his order . If you decide to do something bad,Arcodillon disappeared when the wizard who called him did not have the necessary strength to maintain the beast in
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He walked around the building, as he had done on his first visit. The walls of the inn were protected by prayers that warded off not only evil, but magic itself as it is. It was impossible to get inside, but Tobius was not used to looking at the world from the height of a chicken perch, he looked wide and far, like a soaring eagle. Mainly because he had a flexible, inquisitive mind, but the ability to fly also helped.Soaring on the Wings of an Eagle, the wizard climbed to the very top of the tower, to where Marin had an office. Having looked into the windows that had not been washed for a long time and making sure that the holy grace does not protect them, the gray master broke several glasses and got inside.Despite the fragments that scattered on the floor, the former office did not begin to seem any more dirty; a mess, mixed with desolation, already reigned inside. There was no doubt that someone, most likely experienced "sniffers" of Investments, climbed the premises far and wide
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"What does that mean, charm?!" - the officer shouted, trying to block the screams of the indignant crowd.“It’s just that sometimes people need a little help to be human.But no one heard him. The guard held back the indignant, flying from everywhere, but rotten vegetables and insulting words did not reach; the irritated city fathers hurriedly retreated, accompanied by guards - they, too, could have been punished for a disrupted performance, although they were not to blame for anything. Tobius, on the other hand, looked around carefully and thought - people deliberately save rotten meat until better times, so that later they can throw it at someone, or some quick-witted hawkers go through the crowd and sell spoiled food for everyone, before some drunkard is wrapped in pads and it will be possible to use the sufferer's face as a target?The magician struck the ground with his staff, and his voice sounded like thunder, reaching the ears of all those gathered:It was my prisoner! I fough
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— Open it, there is a lot of interesting things in this book, but the most important thing for you is now on the flyleaf. Come on, open it up and try to read it.Thobius obeyed, opening a sheet of the thinnest parchment, which had yellowed with time, and saw on it an even line drawn in blue, barely distinguishable ink. On a hunch, he touched the badges, pouring a drop of his magic into them, and they shone as if filled with blue flames.Jassar... Ansafarus? Something quivered in Tobius's soul and exploded.“I remember what it was like to hold for the first time something that Jassar himself once held before me. And not just holding on. He created this book, created the matter of which it is composed, inscribed everything in it, from the first to the last character. It's Jassar's book, Tobius. I went through the arms of death and great torment to get to it, entered the Wild Land with a dozen faithful, experienced, proven associates, friends whom I loved like brothers and sisters ... an
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Tobius tossed all three blueprints forward, energized them, and trapped the spirit in a triangular trap. Boards with luminous lines revolved around the pascantes, held together only occasionally by discharges of magical power running between them. Thobius cast a banishing spell, using the sharp knob of his staff to draw a polysyllabic drawing in the air with a septagram at its base. Pascantes pounded with his fists on the barrier that stopped him; He tore through the Gray Wall fairly quickly, but the second trick really gave him trouble. The revolving blueprints contracted as Thobius cast the spell, and the gray magister had only to “squeeze” a little to throw the pascantes somewhere in the area of the Arimead archipelago, when the spirit nevertheless split one of the typesetting wooden plates and freed itself.The magic system could not exist with less than three reference coordinates. The next blow knocked the spirit out of Tobius, he flew off into the open interior of the cabinet
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The danger was warned by a sharp gust of wind, which was nowhere to be expected in a room devoid of windows or a second exit. Tobius jumped back just in time to avoid being hit by lightning. Directly under the ceiling, on huge bright wings, a giant butterfly soared, fanned by a halo of iridescent glow. This beautiful creature would become an appropriate guest in innocent children's dreams, if fireballs, lightning and deadly ice arrows did not rain down from its delightful wings, from which the wizard had to leave insane zigzags.He blocked part of the attacks, diligently answered, attacked, maneuvered, defended himself, attacked again, but the butterfly flew quickly, beat accurately and accurately and did not know fatigue. It was Bambaleska, one of Pongemonius' beasts, summoned to Valemar by Shivarius the Polyhedron. Saturated with her master's magic like nectar, she set up an ambush near the ipspiroch and patiently waited for the stupid young wizard to reach for the artifact. Fightin