— What is it, a witch? — Nervously asked the Cat. -That can’t be! Is that, am I… Am I going to become an ordinary cat?!?!
He was almost crying, and I desperately wanted to cry too. Yes, cat, you will become an ordinary cat, for a moment, before decaying in a split second. Because time will take its toll. So it was with Miriam. And so it will be with you. And with me. The question is, what will happen to the Saint? And other magical creatures? How much true life is measured out for, say, orcs? Or will they die altogether? Will they turn into stones? And the fairies? Will they turn into fireflies? How many fairy peoples will end their existence? Now you can not think about yourself. Everything is much, much worse.
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-What is it coming from? — Asked the Saint. — How can you help?
-I dont know. She whispered, unable to hide her horror.
-No one knows. But we’ll have to find out quickly. This voice made me wince.
I quickly turned around. Klaus.
The cat bristled and hissed, the wolf growled menacingly, and I stepped back.
“What do you want here?!” I exclaimed.
-Calmly. I’m on your side.» He threw up his hands in conciliation and smiled his usual sassy smile. This is still not enough!
— Did you tell us? — the Holy was indignant.
— Well, not you. Nothing threatens you! Klaus rolled his eyes. “Actually, it wouldn’t hurt to thank me for saving me. Right, Roxana?
The saint looked at me.
-What salvation?!
-Ask her. Klaus casually nodded his head in my direction. — And by the way. As for the end of the world, I have an idea!
-Nothing special. — I had to answer the piercing look of the Saint. “I thought I dreamed it.
— Oh, so I often dream about you?
I gritted my teeth and counted to five just in case.
— Rare nightmares. — Didn’t lie at all. Now, quickly and to the point. What are you doing here?!
“Well… unlike him, it’s all a threat to me too.” I want to be useful.” He looked at me so sincerely that I didn’t believe him for a moment.
— Quiet! — I threw up my hand, stopping both the Cat and the Holy. No, I didn’t like Klaus either. But it looks like he knew something useful. “Why do you think the Saint is not in danger?” Is…
-Not. Isn’t it. It’s not magic, it’s nature. And the cat, yes, the cat will become the most ordinary. He turned to the Cat and clicked his teeth in a completely comical way. — Already drawn to mice?
The cat rolled his eyes, then narrowed his eyes, opened and closed his mouth, but did not squeeze out a sound.
-Klaus. I suppressed a treacherous smile. “If you know something, say it or get out.”
— Nuuu … In fact, you yourself know everything. — He spoke unexpectedly seriously. “Ley lines are lines of magic. They seem to connect one source of magic to another. It’s like light bulbs in garlands. One goes out and …
— You want to say that it’s not about the lines, but about the sources? -I’m worried.
— We need to find a start.
-Excellent. And any ideas?
-Not.
I took a closer look at him. Doesn’t seem to lie.
-Then thanks for your help. And goodbye.
Klaus straightened his impossible hat and winked at Saint as he stepped into the fire. Svyato roared deafly, but the cat could not resist and threw a cone after him.
-Cat! What are you?!” I exclaimed, smiling. If anyone knew with what pleasure I would have done the same!
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