- Eve, give me your hand. - I asked the girl, and she silently gave me a graceful palm. I took a candle and brought it to her fingers, the skin immediately reddened and blistered. Eva bit her lip, but did not make any attempt to escape.

- See? A real candle, a real flame, and all this from pure energy, some of your magicians can do this? - With a triumph, I said and gently blew on Eva's burned fingers. The skin quickly returned to normal and soon there was not a trace of the burn.

- Thank you, my dear. - I gallantly kissed the hand of the girl I, what earned a grateful smile.

“I think I understood ...” Molai-Ha mumbled quietly.

- Yes? What exactly do you understand? - I cheered up.

- While I can not articulate the words, but, I understand, do not hesitate. - With conviction, he nodded, somehow looking at me.

“Then tell me how to make everyone else understand.” I’m not talking about the knowledgeable wizards, but about ordinary people. - Already knowing what he would say, I decided to try.

“I don't know ... But ... Mages will prevent this from happening?” - He showed ingenuity.

- Yes, they will resist with all their strength, and we must somehow go around them so that they do not even suspect anything until the very last moment. - I nodded.

- Then ... Then ... Then you need to act in secret, so that no one from the Council will get wind of that ... The fact that the framework of reality has disappeared. - For a moment, having got off, he finished. I quite smiled, noticing the ardor and confidence in his look. I can be proud of myself, just that I created the first religious fanatic in this hitherto untouched by such a contagious world.

- Now we are connected? - Sorianna asked quietly when everyone left the dining room and we were left alone. There was no fear or anger in her voice, and there was no disdainful contempt that had hitherto lived in her eyes.

- Yes, now we are connected, all of us. - A little thought, I nodded in the affirmative. Sorianna sighed heavily and stared at the floor.

- I see you want to ask something, you can ask your question. - patronizing tone I said.

“Why me ... Why my family?” We are not the most notable in the capital, to be honest, almost outcasts in high society, why us? - She looked up at me.

- So fate decreed, your son hurt me, and in revenge I came to your house. - Without gloating and malice, I calmly replied.

- Will it change once? - Throwing away the guise of a strong and confident lady, she asked quietly and timidly, looking hopefully into my eyes.

- Nothing is forever, Marquis, nothing is forever. - I gently stroked her cheek, gently smiled and left the room, leaving the woman pensively accompany me with a look.

***

“Are you doing this again?” - Frustrated, arms crossed over his chest, grimly asked Xa-Aran as soon as I entered the bedroom.

- You too. - Phlegmatic I shrugged, throwing his coat on the bed.

- What are you talking about? - The demon was confused.

- That's it, do not like? Speak clearly what you need. - I said sourly, looking for the sword.

“I’m talking about turning into rokhla again.” - Exposing a demon finger at me.

- I do not think so. - I calmly dismissed him.

“Oh, don't you think so?” How then to name what happened below?

- This is called building relationships. Now I live here, the weather in the house and all that bla bla bla. - Having found the sword, I took it in my hands and threw it on the bed to a camisole.

- This is your point of view, but in fact, it is a manifestation of weakness and insignificance of character! - Unable to withstand, snapped Xa-Aran and angrily gazed at me with glowing purple eyes.

“Don't tell me about the points of view.” - Having narrowed eyes, I hissed viciously, also turning to him.

- Maybe you forgot who you are and who I am? - With a threat in his voice, he stepped confidently towards me and the light in the room dimmed.

- I remember, I remember everything. - I filtered through my teeth and stiffened, energy began to gather in my palms, and the air around my body shivered finely.

- How? It's impossible ... - Instantly having lost his belligerence, Xa-Aran grimaced.

- Really? You thought I won’t remember how you shoved that black stuff into me ?! - All increasing the charge, I shouted and threw my palms forward. The demons are strong, especially such ancient as Xa-Aran, but, pure energy can cause damage even to them, not fatal, of course, but still. Xa-Aran raised his eyebrows in amazement, his hands lifted themselves and my whole charge splashed over the exposed hemispherical shield. Even the edge of the jacket did not budge on the demon, and I felt a terrible weakness and sat down on the edge of the bed, my head was spinning. Oddly enough, there was no retaliation, Xa-Aran only grinned and sat down beside him.

- How long have you remembered? - He asked calmly and with irony.

- Three hours ago, when completed the ritual of the Guardian. - Barely moving his lips, I answered quietly.

- I did not expect, honestly, you surprised me. But this is not disgusting, it is the greatest of gifts that man can receive. Pure darkness, a piece of pristine power, it has already made you stronger. “Like a little child,” he explained.

- Something I do not feel. - I smiled, all the anger, all the anger and discontent, it all went along with a wave of power that he so easily sprayed.

- You put all the energy in one blow, do not do it more, it is very stupid and not advisable. - It is instructive that he raised his finger and ... He patted me on the shoulder.

- You are not angry? - I was surprised.

- And I was not angry, do not be offended, but, you are not the one who is able to seriously delude me. - The demon grinned and snapped his fingers. I blinked and realized that my reserve was full again, and more ...

- He has become more? - The demon nodded knowingly.

“Yes ... But ...” I muttered in surprise, listening carefully to the sensations.

- Simply, before you did not pay attention, I told you, you became stronger, and this is just the beginning.

- And what do you want for it? - I'm wary.

- Nothing. - Shrug Xa-Aran.

- Something sounds suspicious. Somehow I can not believe it.

- I have already said that now we have partner relations, you are no longer obliged to pay for help, we are doing one thing and both are interested in success.

- If it were true, you would not do that to me. - I doomed shook his head.

- What are you talking about?

- About that feeling that you have engendered in me. When I kill, I feel rapture, it is literally physical pleasure - to feel someone's pain and death, before this was not.

- So what? You are a necromancer, it is your essence, your nature, to break life and bring death to the world, it has always been in you, I just gave you a means and an opportunity. - Shrug Xa-Aran.

- No, you do not understand. Recently, I began to like it, I bathe in the power that brings death with it, but ... Today I choked and ... And I was scared ... - Quiet, not believing my words, I whispered.

- Do not be afraid, this is normal, and it will pass over time. - The demon smiled as gently as possible.

- Is this the only way to power? Can it not be done otherwise? - I hopefully looked into his bottomless eyes.

- You can try. - After a short silence, the demon reluctantly answered.

- True? - I am sincerely delighted.

- Have you forgotten yet? You did not sell me your soul, and you are free to act as you see fit, the main thing is that your actions lead to the fulfillment of the goal, and the rest is not decisive. - Xa-Aran answered very seriously and thoughtfully, already habitually spreading in the air.

***

I stomped my feet loudly, rapidly moving around the estate. The whole body was filled with energy, it made the blood boil in the veins and tried in vain to find a way out.The demon shared his power, filled up my reserve and, in passing, charged me with such a charge of cheerfulness that ... Read more →