“There are vampires among them,” Tantario muttered dryly through his teeth.- Vampires cooperate with people?! – the brown-haired man whispered dumbfounded. Tristan was also unpleasantly surprised. He thought that vampires would never stoop to playing war games with people.The line of warriors wavered, and a tall woman came out to meet the guys. She was wearing a tight-fitting scarlet suit with a fur collar, high red boots and a black and gold cloak, on which the design of a bloody rose stood out clearly. Long scarlet hair was pulled into a high ponytail. Hazel eyes looked at the strangers mockingly and somewhat arrogantly.- So so so. “Wow, what kind of people we have here,” the woman spoke in a chesty, languid voice that caused a pleasant shiver. “I didn’t think that anyone would be interested in this ancient pagan temple.”- What's strange about this? – stepping forward, Tantario took the floor. - Is it forbidden to be in Two Moons?“It is forbidden for us to have free vampires in

The knight squinted, looking at the unusual letters.- So everything is clear here! – Felix exclaimed.The vampires' eyebrows shot up synchronously.-Can you read this? – Tristan was surprised. It was difficult for him to believe that a person knew a language unknown to vampires.- This is an ancient lunar one. We studied it at the paladin academy.-Are you also a paladin? – no longer hiding his surprise, Tristan soared.“Unsuccessful, unfortunately,” Felix smiled sadly, turning to the blond. – But this is a long story. And this is what is written here:“When you enter there, forget who was and is.Do not touch, since there is darkness in the heart, there is no honor.Only by dying and living again,Your truth will reveal this world.”It's simple. If we go there, our lives will change forever. And if we come in with an unclean heart, it will be... bad, in general,” the knight cheerfully told his friends.Felix then lightly pushed the door open and stepped forward without thinking. Tri

Directly in front of them, against the wall, stood three giant beds filled with silk sheets. To the left was a small depression in the floor filled with hot water, from which steam rose. On the side of the peculiar bathtub glittered bottles with multi-colored liquids.William walked over and picked up one of the bottles. The paper tag read “myrtle.”- These are oils! – the brunette was surprised.“Very opportune,” the knight ruffled his hair and glanced impatiently towards the table bursting with food. - I'm tired as a mule!- Hey, Felix! - Tristan called out to the man, - It seems this is for you!Tristan pointed to a wooden stand nestled in one of the corners of the room, on which the armor hung. The white-silver metal shimmered, reflecting the light coming from the small oval stones on the ceiling. The engraved patterns were woven into a dragon design on the breastplate. The edges were finished with gold alloy. At the side of the armor, on an elegant wooden stand, rested a two-hand

Ilyana wiped the sweat from her forehead. The girl leaned her hands on the stone railing of the balcony, examining the surroundings of the royal castle. The muscles were buzzing, the hands were shaking from fatigue and tension. Keeping the wings folded on her back took a lot of effort, but Ilyana stubbornly forced herself to exercise several times a day. Together with fatigue and physical tension, these moments brought her calm. Kyrian, like the Lord, demanded that she quickly learn to control her flying limbs, and did not disturb her for most of the day. Ilyana sighed and tensed again - feathers rustled on the stone tiles. New, previously unfamiliar muscles tensed, beginning to ache and tremble. Heavy wings rose above the floor. Tensing, Ilyana opened her wings, stretching them as wide as possible. This succeeded for only a few moments - and they sank to the floor again.“It’s okay, I’ll succeed,” the girl threw her hair behind her back and headed towards the door.Having ordered the

Rising with difficulty, the girl walked to the door on wobbly legs and ordered a bath to be prepared. Sitting down on the bed, Ilyana stared out the window. Despair was creeping up, taking over my mind bit by bit. The girl shook her head. No! They won't break it! They won't subdue her mind! She is a seraph warrior, and she will destroy the enemies of humanity!Feeling a little better, Ilyana took off her dress and sank into the warm water. She needs to learn to fly as soon as possible, because only one step separates her from freedom.Leaning on the edge of the bathroom and closing her eyes, the girl again tried to reach out to the Force. Going deeper than the “place” where the energy was usually concentrated. There, deep in her inner world, the flame of an unusual, but so familiar Power was flickering. The girl reached out to this place, trying to embrace the energy with all her mind. A cramp ran through my body, giving way to a pleasant languor. The feeling of wings broke into consc