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Authors: Sergei Lukyanenko
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found those final crumbs of Power, but I did! And I drove them through the limp bodies of Olga and Zhanna, so that Lemesheva could transmit the thin stream of Power to Edgar…
The first to jump into the minibus were the vampire brothers… those damn useless field agents… Then Lena let the little girl go and she went rushing off, howling. Deniska stopped reciting spells, picked up the little table, and tossed it into the back of the minibus. And it was only then that Lemesheva broke the Circle.
Everything was swimming in front of my eyes. For some reason I started coughing as I tried in vain to free my hand from Olga’s rigid fingers.
“Into the bus!” Anna Lemesheva shouted. “Quickly!”
Edgar appeared-at least he looked fairly cheerful. He tossed the witch into the back of the bus and jumped into the seat beside Deniska. Anna Lemesheva dragged Olga into the bus and I helped Zhanna get in-she was in a very bad way, but she was still conscious.
“Who are you? Who are you?” the rescued woman wailed. Lemesheva slapped her across the face with all her might and the witch shut up.
“Deniska, step on it,” I said. As if he needed to be told…
We tore out of the yard with a screech of tires. Edgar was holding his head in his hands and working-correcting the reality lines and clearing the way ahead of us.
“Feeling bad, Aliska?” Lena asked with avid curiosity. I gritted my teeth and shook my head. But Lena complained, “I’m completely exhausted. I’ll have to take some time off.”
The rescued witch whined quietly until she caught my hate-filled glance. Then she immediately fell silent and tried to move back and away from me, but the vampires were sitting there. Battered, bloody, and angry-I thought they’d been sensible enough to try to keep away from the shape-shifter, but each of them had caught one or two blows from her paws.
“And they burnt Vitalik to ashes…” Deniska said gloomily.
“
“He was an idiot, of course, but he was our idiot… Anna Tikhonovna, are you sure this bitch was worth all this bother?”
“The order came from Zabulon,” Lemesheva replied. “He probably knows best.”
“He could have helped us then,” I couldn’t help remarking. “This was a job for his powers, not for ours.”
Anna Lemesheva gave me a curious kind of glance. “I think not. You made a wonderful effort, my girl. Quite marvelous. I didn’t expect you to provide so much Power.”
I barely managed to stop myself from crying like a child. To hide my tears I looked at Olga-she was still unconscious. At least I could take comfort in that-she’d come off far worse than me… I raised myself up with a struggle and slapped Olga on the cheek. No response. I pinched her. She didn’t stir.
Everybody was looking at me curiously. Even the quietly swearing vampires stopped licking their wounds and waited.
“Anna Tikhonovna, couldn’t you help her?” I asked. “She was hurt in the line of duty, and according to instructions…”
“Alisa, my dear, how can I help her?” Lemesheva asked in an affectionate voice. “She’s dead. Since five minutes ago. She miscalculated and drained herself completely”
I pulled my hand away. Olga’s limp body jerked to and fro in the chair and her chin lolled across her chest.
“What, can’t you tell?” Zhanna whispered. “Aliska, what’s wrong with you?”
Telling the living from the dead doesn’t require any spells. It’s elementary Power work. That subtle substance that some call the soul is sensed immediately… if it’s there.
“You gave up too much Power!” said Lena. “Oh, Alisa, you’re completely empty now! For five years-empty. Like Yulia Bryantseva, who drained herself during an operation two years ago, and ever since then she can’t even enter the Twilight!”
“Don’t get your hopes up,” was all I said, trying to keep a calm expression on my face. “According to the instructions, they have to help me restore myself.”
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The first to jump into the minibus were the vampire brothers… those damn useless field agents… Then Lena let the little girl go and she went rushing off, howling. Deniska stopped reciting spells, picked up the little table, and tossed it into the back of the minibus. And it was only then that Lemesheva broke the Circle.
Everything was swimming in front of my eyes. For some reason I started coughing as I tried in vain to free my hand from Olga’s rigid fingers.
“Into the bus!” Anna Lemesheva shouted. “Quickly!”
Edgar appeared-at least he looked fairly cheerful. He tossed the witch into the back of the bus and jumped into the seat beside Deniska. Anna Lemesheva dragged Olga into the bus and I helped Zhanna get in-she was in a very bad way, but she was still conscious.
“Who are you? Who are you?” the rescued woman wailed. Lemesheva slapped her across the face with all her might and the witch shut up.
“Deniska, step on it,” I said. As if he needed to be told…
We tore out of the yard with a screech of tires. Edgar was holding his head in his hands and working-correcting the reality lines and clearing the way ahead of us.
“Feeling bad, Aliska?” Lena asked with avid curiosity. I gritted my teeth and shook my head. But Lena complained, “I’m completely exhausted. I’ll have to take some time off.”
The rescued witch whined quietly until she caught my hate-filled glance. Then she immediately fell silent and tried to move back and away from me, but the vampires were sitting there. Battered, bloody, and angry-I thought they’d been sensible enough to try to keep away from the shape-shifter, but each of them had caught one or two blows from her paws.
“And they burnt Vitalik to ashes…” Deniska said gloomily.
“
“He was an idiot, of course, but he was our idiot… Anna Tikhonovna, are you sure this bitch was worth all this bother?”
“The order came from Zabulon,” Lemesheva replied. “He probably knows best.”
“He could have helped us then,” I couldn’t help remarking. “This was a job for his powers, not for ours.”
Anna Lemesheva gave me a curious kind of glance. “I think not. You made a wonderful effort, my girl. Quite marvelous. I didn’t expect you to provide so much Power.”
I barely managed to stop myself from crying like a child. To hide my tears I looked at Olga-she was still unconscious. At least I could take comfort in that-she’d come off far worse than me… I raised myself up with a struggle and slapped Olga on the cheek. No response. I pinched her. She didn’t stir.
Everybody was looking at me curiously. Even the quietly swearing vampires stopped licking their wounds and waited.
“Anna Tikhonovna, couldn’t you help her?” I asked. “She was hurt in the line of duty, and according to instructions…”
“Alisa, my dear, how can I help her?” Lemesheva asked in an affectionate voice. “She’s dead. Since five minutes ago. She miscalculated and drained herself completely”
I pulled my hand away. Olga’s limp body jerked to and fro in the chair and her chin lolled across her chest.
“What, can’t you tell?” Zhanna whispered. “Aliska, what’s wrong with you?”
Telling the living from the dead doesn’t require any spells. It’s elementary Power work. That subtle substance that some call the soul is sensed immediately… if it’s there.
“You gave up too much Power!” said Lena. “Oh, Alisa, you’re completely empty now! For five years-empty. Like Yulia Bryantseva, who drained herself during an operation two years ago, and ever since then she can’t even enter the Twilight!”
“Don’t get your hopes up,” was all I said, trying to keep a calm expression on my face. “According to the instructions, they have to help me restore myself.”
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