Olivia giggled nervously, but said nothing.

At this time, a black cloud began to appear over them literally from nowhere, it grew more and more, covering the whole sky around. After rummaging around in a bag and taking out a flask from there, a large part of the Siamese giant threw the flask with all its might into the riot of elements created by his brother. Flashing through the glass sides, the brown brew flew so high that it was soon out of sight. The cloud broke out in a ringing rumble, and at that very moment a heavy rain fell on all the lands coming from them. If Sangia had not reacted in time, then they would have to be bad, brown drops falling from the sky like acid would eat away everything in their path. Falling to the ground, sediments dissolve the soil.

In time to figure out what this idea leads to, Rowell wounded her wrist, released enough blood to create an umbrella with wide edges for Olivia, and she also covered her cloak with blood.

“Wait for me here, don't go anywhere,” she shouted to the girl, “and rushed to the giants.”

Those barked in surprise, noticing the approach of the enemy, who was not struck by acid rain. Several of them immediately rushed to the attack, trying to catch the enemy. With rare exceptions, the giants did not use weapons, preferring physical strength and dimensions as opposed to everything else. While Rowell’s sword cut the bodies of clumsy healthy fellows like paper, the twin dwarf squealed heart-rendingly. On the way to the heavily depleted giants, flasks of chemicals flew, they exploded, spraying the earth with acid, but in the end they did not harm either the giants who, under the protection of the two-headed gentleman, were immune to all his medicines, nor the Sanghias who simply dodged or covered themselves raincoat Dissatisfied with such a reception, the girl turned around and ran to the leader. Three more giants tried to stop her, but they quickly fell on the ground unable to stand on the cut legs and immediately became beheaded. Taking advantage of the confusion Sangia rushed into the resulting gap in the structure of the enemy and with a sweeping blow tore out the abdominal cavity of the leader. The dwarf still screamed, the big brother took a few steps back, with his huge hand he tried to hold the entrails falling out. But his attempts were not crowned with success, and he fell to the ground with a sad, drawn-out sigh. Two giants violently threw themselves into a fight, but the last comrade hesitatedly stepped back. But when he saw how quickly his friends moved from the stage of the “heroic avengers” to the state of the “tragic dead”, the last of the giants turned and moved to hasty strategic-tactical actions, and simply to escape. To his happiness, Rowell’s flying spear saved him from the glory of the disgraceful deserter, at the same time completing his life ...

Sangia looked at the battlefield, it was quiet and calm, the cloud had long since scattered and only the eroded earth reminded of the recent fallout, the girl approached the last giant and grabbed the shaft, returned the contents of her circulatory system.

- Olivia, how are you?

“It's all right,” her friend replied in a trembling voice. - Sangia, something is flying to us! - shouted the girl, carefully looking to the west.

- In the sense of a bird? - asked the warrior in surprise, coming closer.

Sangia followed her friend's gaze and, as something approached, the girl's emotions changed: from surprise, gradually replaced by disbelief, to fear at the end.

- Olivia run away from here! Hear me run if life is dear to you! - Rowell silently took the umbrella from the trembling hands of the blonde. - We are approached by a black messenger.

- What can not be !!? - the shocked girl understood her no less than it threatened.

Her knees buckled and she sank to the ground. Olivia was completely horrified, the body of the girl was shaking with chills and Rowell realized that she was unlikely to be able to move. Sangia turned around and ran for urine to the giants. “'Please, not her, only not Olivia! "" - one thought spun convulsively in my head. “'Although he most likely flew just behind me, so there is nothing to worry about,'” Rowell told herself. On the run, she violently gnawed into her left hand, a swiftly metallic liquid gushed into her mouth in an instant, the girl eagerly swallowed her, as the blood fell into her stomach, she felt an extraordinary surge of strength. At such moments, her ability reached its climax. Speaking of the capabilities of the warrior, it was necessary to say that, unfortunately, she could not control the liquid until it hurt herself. As Rowell did not suffer, her own body seemed to be a closed vessel, but when she opened it, and especially when she drank the contents, she turned into a fierce beast. Sangia not just ran to the giants, standing close to the corpses, she absorbed all their life force. The swift red streams ran toward Rowell from all sides, and after a moment, nine milk-white bloodless bodies lay before her. The girl was surrounded by blood, her clothes were covered with blood, the liters of her and other people's blood circulated through her vessels at a breakneck pace, behind the Sangy's back as a continuation of her cloak, stripes of blood fluttered in the wind, and large, fist-sized drops were circling around. The heart, working as a powerful pump, with each push sent a whole new batch of fluid power through the arteries and veins, at such moments Rowell thought time was moving much slower, but in fact it was her reaction and reflexes were much faster. Turning, she looked at the approaching black messenger - now there was no doubt that it was he. And no one else for whom he came, could not get away alive, no one knew what it was or who, according to what will he kills or what goals he pursues ... If this creature had motives to destroy at all, if anyone could come close to unraveling then this is cain. But this parasite sent it here. Sangia pulled out a huge spear and prepared for death.

The black messenger was partly similar to the illegitimate crossing of amoeba and sea urchin, the first to be shown Sangei Loft and Venta more than once, but the second she enjoyed eating near the gardens of Optilia. The body of a huge creature - a good ten meters wide, or even more, constantly changed shape. The herald smoothly flowed into a ball, a torpedo, could form an incomprehensible blob, while long black needles (the sea urchin heritage) could also change length, thickness. It is not clear how, but the creature moved with great speed, and in its appearance it really looked like funny animals that the dwarfs showed it in a microscope. But now such comparisons least amused Rowell. Most of all she was struck by something else, neither smell nor sound, if you close your eyes, you could forget about the presence of a messenger at all, but no, he was near!

He flew past Olivia and hovered near the warrior. Liters of blood soared upwards and a myriad of red needles hung in the air, covering Sangia from a black messenger with an imperturbable bloody shroud. She waited, glimmered a little hope that this creature didn’t come for her, that there was a chance to avoid a fight. Rovel carefully peered into the dark something, but really could not see anything. An impartial creature hung in the air. Black smoke curled around the herald’s body and it was impossible to discern its covers in more detail. Suddenly, one of the creature’s needles swung and lengthening at amazing speed, trying to pierce the girl. Sangia barely had time to react and dodge, if she didn’t have enough reaction, then the tip, like a spear, would pierce the body, or even tear it, if the creature thought of expanding the needle.The endless army of red thorns flew into the black messenger, there were so many of them that they simply obscured the sun and hid from view the creature itself. Rovel put all her strength into the blow, but it didn’t work out exactly as she had planned. The closer the needles approached the creature, the more difficult it was to manage them. “'What the crap? "" - flashed ... Read more →