- I said get up!

The door was pushed open loudly, slamming it against the wall. Three men in blue armor ran into the room, and they brought the uniform of the Academy into the room. It was like a military one: a T-shirt, trousers, berets and a jacket, if we get cold outside. And everything is black.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw “6:00” on the clock.

- Stand up!!!

Aran immediately jumped out of bed, while three of David's subordinates watched me wrap myself in a blanket.

Horror, I can not get up, the body refused. Reptiles, I understand, to wake up at eight in the morning, but at six - this is chaos! I tried to get up, but my mind began to drift into sleep. Yes, they are crazy, now instead of screaming they blow the bugle.

“Help him up and go out,” one of the wakers barked, and the trio went off to join the others.

Aran implicitly carried out the command. He rushed to the bed and began to shake me in different directions.

"Alester, get up, we've got to go!"

- I'm getting up... I'm getting up.

Somehow I was able to lift my carcass. Aran ran around the room and dressed. I got out of bed and went to the washbasin. The cold water brought me to my senses only for a moment. He put on a gift set of clothes. With the size, surprisingly, guessed.

- Let's go to.

The blond was already at the exit. How energetic he is. And here I feel like crap. I would like to sleep for another 12 hours ... well, who will give it to me. I chose the case - so be kind to follow the rules.

In the corridors on each floor hell was going on. David's subordinates ran into the rooms and blew the horn. Now I'm glad I got up the first time. I wouldn't have experienced this.

~~~

It was light outside. Each cadet stood and, hugging himself, pounded his teeth from the cold. And only a gray-haired man in a black robe smiled. He seemed to be in anticipation.

- Let's start! shouted Amedeo. - Divide into teams, each should have four people. Then I'll tell you today's plan of action.

Right there I heard:

Alester, will we be on the team? Aran asked.

“Of course, why not. Now we have to find two more.

So, let's see... Damn, everyone breaks too fast. Yes to you. I can't even think. Did everyone get to know each other while I was sleeping? Apparently, in vain I immediately went to sleep ...

Suddenly, I felt that someone behind me pulled my T-shirt slightly towards him. Turning around, I saw a beautiful brunette. What a pretty face with freckles and green eyes.

“Hi Godslayer Alester Lambert, I want to be on your team, I’m Eve Brooks,” the cutie introduced herself.

"Very nice," I reciprocated, "don't call me Godslayer, please."

“Okay, Alester.

As soon as I wanted to continue the conversation with my new acquaintance, a plump guy with black hair appeared behind her, resting.

- Eva, can I join the team with you, please?

So, what is this subject? According to the expression on Eve's face, he is nobody for her. Or is she always like this? We probably met yesterday. I wonder what type of magic this puffball has? And Eva should be asked. Aran has the same class as me, and if one of them is an elemental mage, then we don't need him.

Guys, what are your classes? I asked.

"Bloodbender," Eve replied.

"Werewolf," said the plump.

“Great, you’re on the team,” I rejoiced. "So, friend, what's your name?"

— Ivan Shchukin.

“Very nice, Ivan.

“And you are Alester Lambert.

Zadolbali! Will I ever introduce myself? It's starting to creep me out. Apparently, yesterday I was notably discussed. Of course, the sixth God Slayer! I still can't believe it. Therefore, when they tell me this, I feel ashamed, although I should scream with happiness.

- Yes it's me.

Vanya has a very serious expression on her face. It is clear that he is a responsible person. I hope I'm right.

All the cadets began to cluster near Amedeo. It looks like all the commands are collected. Shchukin wanted to continue the dialogue, but I culturally interrupted him, putting my hand on my shoulder.

- Okay, Vanya, we don't have time, we have to get ready. Amedeo is calling everyone, we'll talk later, okay?

- Good…

And we went to listen to what the God of death was saying. After all, he must awaken our magic. Make us stronger. Unleash our potential.

“Disciples, now I will begin to awaken strength in you, but this is a long process, it lasts three months. I will tell you the essence of the training,” began Amedeo. “Magic awakens in your bodies when you are in a deadly situation. It's not just once or twice, it's, as I said, a very long process. You all already know that I am the God of Death, so don't worry, I won't let you die. If during the training, which I will tell about soon, I or my subordinates cannot stop, and you are almost dead, I will return your souls back to the bodies. Healers will mend you in two days, not even scars will remain. Your training will be for you as a team to fight me to the death once a week. The rest of the days you will fight with my subordinates, also to the death. Those who fail to awaken the power in three months will go home. Is everything clear to everyone?

Wait, I have to die a couple of hundred times - and here it is, strength? Great, you can't imagine better. The God of Death has just admitted that, together with his subordinates, he will kill us for three months, and then return the souls to our lifeless carcasses. But this “healers will patch you up in two days, there won’t even be scars” I didn’t like at all. I did not think that we would awaken the force by such methods.

“Judging by your faces, I think you understood everything,” Amedeo chuckled. - So let's get started! One of the team must go to the drum and draw a number. It will mean the team number and the sequence in our training.

“I followed the number,” said Aran.

We'd better go somewhere at the end. I do not like to run ahead of the locomotive. It is better to look at everyone and develop tactics. Aran sharply pulled out a piece of paper. His face instantly turned pale. And when he approached us, he seemed like a ghost at all.

Alester, I drew number one...

My skin has also lost color.

- And who is our first? asked the god of death.

I took a deep breath and called out our names:

- Alester Lambert, Aran Adams, Eva Brooks, Ivan Shchukin.

The god of death smiled wickedly. He glanced at our group.

“Then, cadets, let’s get started.” There are swords in the corner, take them,” Amedeo pointed with his finger. “Your first opponent will be me!”

The squad and I approached the counter. He took the sword in his hand. I was nervous. I hoped Amedeo was joking. Logically, we are no match for him. We barely met. We do not even have tactics, it is not clear how to attack. You need to study the enemy and work the team.

As soon as we turned around to say that we were ready, God shouted:

- Started!

- Wait, we...

And then I felt the same as the first time I saw him, but many times stronger. Around Amedeo, dark energy pulsed like a flame. I was numb and did not know what to do, the body did not obey. What is it all about?

Looking at the guys, I realized that they were in the same condition. We were approaching death in all its, oh, mistake, its beauty.

"Damn, move!" Move! I yelled at the top of my lungs.

I could not move, and this bastard was coming closer to us. He scoffs, to approach with such slow steps? One thing I know for sure: when it comes, we will die. I didn't want to die, that's for sure!

- Hey! I yelled to get their attention. “I don’t want to distract you, friends, but it looks like we will die if we stand still!” Who can move?

They all shook their heads at once. We were sweating, and in the eyes of fear. This creature… the God of Death, scared us to death.

- We can! Aran shouted. - The main thing is to move, and then we'll figure it out.

- Eva, Vanya, go ahead! Can you hear me? I shouted.

I noticed that the trembling in my legs had gone. He took a step, which brought a smile to his face. Vanya and Eva puffed up, veins bulging on their foreheads.

“Here, I can take a step already!” It's all il…

- Are you done?

A cold wind blew up my back. It was difficult to breathe. Amedeo stood beside me. His gaze was calm… but I could clearly see the bloodlust in his eyes.

God squinted at my comrades and whispered softly:

“You can’t even move… Shame on you!”

A spear of dark energy pierced my chest. Amedeo attacked me so fast that I didn't notice. Pain pierced his entire body. I fell to the ground. Blood ran from his mouth, and his throat was constricted. I felt myself taking my last breaths. But before I plunged into darkness, I saw that my comrades were killed one by one.

Not a joke… it was not a joke!!! He really... is killing us...

***

A bright light hit my face. The eyelids were cast iron. But still I gained strength and opened my eyes. People in white coats fussily ran around me. The noise was deafening. I ended up in the infirmary, in the third building. First time here, and hopefully the last. Beds with curtains, doctors in caps. Turning my head, I saw next to me, passed out, all of my team.

Amedeo was so easy to kill us. We didn’t even have time to flinch… Damn, it’s a shame. But the most interesting thing: I didn’t even have a scar. The doctors know their stuff.

But that wasn't what worried me now. You need to develop a plan, even two, just in case. I'll wait until my comrades wake up, and we'll come up with them. After all ... I don’t really want to die every day.

***

Aran, Eva and Vanya woke up two hours later. Everyone drooped and did not want to say anything. We were made, what else to say. And here we are sitting on my bed. We are silent ... I decided to start first.

- We need to come up with a battle tactic, because we were killed like cows in a slaughterhouse ...

What can we do against this monster? asked Aran, dejected.

I didn't like it, they were all in fear. But since I'm on their team, I won't quit and move to another team. What would you say to them, how to inspire? Think think…

And then an idea came into my head.

“First, we will develop tactics on how to kill his subordinates, and only then we will think about Amedeo,” I filled my voice with confidence. - We will go to the training ground in the evenings and train, and if we die again, we will sort out the mistakes here. While we're in the infirmary, let's make the most of these two days. And let's start right now! What was our biggest mistake today?

"Fear," Eve whispered.

“Uncertainty,” added Vanya.

“We just froze and that's it…” Aran finished.

“Exactly,” I got up from the bed and spread my arms out to the sides. - What does it mean?

- What? the trio asked in unison.

We will be ready!!! His bloodthirstiness won't affect us anymore.” I looked at my comrades like a madman. “We can use this and trick him!” So next time… it will be hard for him to kill us! And need a plan against his subordinates.

***

— Come out!!!

- Yes Yes…

They woke me up again at six in the morning. The sun hasn't even come out yet. It's cold as always.

Leaving the hostel with Aran, like walking corpses, and seeing that we were not alone, I remembered what I was told yesterday in the infirmary.

Nobody could survive.

It looks like Amedeo is having fun, since he killed everyone just like us, the first ones. I even heard that he chopped off someone's limbs, and not just hacked to death. This God clearly loves to kill...

I could see from Aran's eyes that he was ready for one hundred percent, even one hundred and fifty. Yesterday our discussion of the plan inspired him. Now he is ready not to give up in this difficult hour. Still, he's a good kid.

We did not have time to look back, as we reached the first training ground, where we met with Eva and Vanya. The training ground is a huge training room. The guys were just as ready for anything. It made me happy, which brought a smile to my face. What happened will not happen again!

Does everyone remember what we discussed yesterday? I asked, and everyone nodded in response.

I didn't have to ask, judging by their serious faces. Standing up to all the cadets, we saw him ... Amedeo! He approached the crowd and stood in front of our squad. He burned us with his eyes and teased us with his snake smile