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Maria felt her mother's pain.

— Christophe!— she called her beloved.— Come on, let's break through there!—

She was almost scared when she ran into Bjorn. The vampire was really scary now, the blond Swede had changed a lot: his eyes became a rich scarlet color, his face stretched out and turned white, like...

The sword pierces Stefan's sturdy figure, blood drips on the metal.

— Stefan!— Maria clears the way to her non-blood brother, cutting off heads like grass.— Stefan! Run away from here, stay away, you don't belong in a combat situation!—

Stefan retreated from the battlefield so quickly that he raised violent currents of wind.

It seems that air artillery came to the dogs of Wentfort - dry shots rang out from the sky.

Someone nearby picked up one of the obrotni and used it as a shield.

All the faces, the crowd mixed into a single being, struggling with itself.

Maria, Bjorn, Friedrich, Christoph and Stefan, sitting in the thick of branches on some tree, were spectators and participant

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Olga kicked out another door. Now it's just her, Callum, Vegard, Christophe, Maria, Stefan and just four werewolves. Of the twenty that got in. Many died, and more were lost. Ten more outside. — We need to go back and open the door where Bjorn disappeared!—Maria said suddenly. — I have a very unpleasant feeling...— Callum came back with a very large hook removed from the window. — Just in case...— he said, kicking down the door. There was an absolute emptiness behind the door. Somewhere very far away, the sound of water could be heard. Maria shuddered. — Bjorn! Where are you?!— she shouted in Swedish when she felt her nerves begin to strain. There is no answer. — Bjoorn!—Stefan called his father.— Dad...— — Let's go down.—Callum decided. Everyone grabbed the rope and one by one began to go down there. Long corridors of stone filled with knee-deep water. Or is it... Vegard's shoe has sunk deeply into the muddy muck. — It's blood...— he said softly. — Let's go on, we n
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— Kill Wentworth... The future with old fairy tales...—Maria looked out the window.—So where did you meet him? And how many times are we going to kill him?—— Over there, I think...—Christophe pointed.— I was already almost unconscious... But this is it. That place. I am that place. I'm sure of it.—Janssen stopped the car.— Are we going to take the trail now?—There was silence.And this silence was broken by Bjorn's laughter:— How funny you are! But yes, we will take the trail. All together...—Christophe snorted.The fact that he got used to all the oddities of a vampire as white as snow does not mean that he is no longer infuriated by these oddities...***Bjorn was using his power again, and Christophe was sniffing every blade of grass.Fortunately, there weren't many people here...if there were more, someone would have called a special type of hospital long ago and asked if they had lost patients...— Found his smell!— Christophe raises his voice, but not much - after all, he is
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Stefan went outside.He really didn't want to stay in four walls, even in such beautiful ones ...Especially since Stefan is very good at running, despite the fact that he recently plumped up ...There was a forest everywhere, a very beautiful northern forest.The nature of Sweden has always been very much loved by Stefan's heart.The guy, walking among the trees, for some reason remembered the Second World War.— ... I'll check if the path is clear and only then I'll call you!— says the father.Wearing a black cape that was the same color as the ground, Bjorn quickly leaves.— Dad, no!— throwing open the door, Stefan runs out of the bunker.— I know you're leaving! The bunker is a safe place, why do we need to leave?—An explosion burns my back, and a bullet enters his chest ...... When the tree was all in bloody tears, Stefan came to his senses.— Hello, son of the snow ghost... Are you the only one here?— a man was sitting behind a big oak tree sharpening a sword.—You don't know me
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— Where should I do this?—Maria asked.— Best of all, let's go down into the forest. You can't do it in a room. My remains at home are already out of hand bad, I don't want to lose the remaining home.—Michael leaned against the wall.— Let the kitten stay at home too.—— All right. Mom, take the case and let's go!The vampire waved her hand.The air was compressed and clumped so that it was painful to breathe.The decisive moment of getting rid of the burden has come.The forest belt was small, but it smelled of that primordial spirit of nature.Taking the crown out of the briefcase, Maria put it on the ground.— What to do?—the vampire asked.— Hit the crown with the sword with all your might, what else?—Michael sighed.— You'll feel it if it works.—Maria materialized the sword. For some reason, it was very heavy now.— Michael, can I try it on for now?—the vampire asked. She felt like a fish stranded on dry land when she realized that it was hard for her.Before that, she could lift a
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Mathias was tearing something red with his teeth and claws in the room where Maria, Christoph and Bjorn were sleeping.— Well, well...— Bjorn, sitting down in the coffin, pulled the cat to him and selected an improvised toy.—.. It's bad... This is very bad!—Putting Mathias on a chair, Bjorn rushed down the corridor.— Liv!— he calls loudly.— Olivia! Olga!—When he turned the corner, the claws pierced his back.The ancient vampire fell to the floor and lost consciousness for a while more from fear than from pain.In front of him was a huge white wolf.The wound on his back burned very badly, but now the pain has subsided and Bjorn jumped up, pulling a pistol from his belt.The first shot missed its target, but the second one scratched a giant paw.— Who are you?— Bjorn pinned the wolf to the floor with his weight and blocked the paws.—I'm not going to tell that to an ice demon!—The werewolf growled angrily, remaining in animal form.— If you don't want to talk, I think it's not worth
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Maria knocked off several stones with a sword.The smell of burning earth spread throughout the bunker.— And how long will I beat stones and pieces of earth in different directions?—she asked.— I'm starting to get tired of training.——Even vampires can get tired...— either asked, or Michael confirmed.— No, it pisses me off...—the vampire sighed.— I thought it would be interesting...—-— This is interesting and should not be. —Sometimes I really think that your mother would be a better fit...Gustavsson said thoughtfully.— Well, no!After swiping her sword across the grindstone, Maria jumped up and hit the training dummy.The plastic was engulfed in flames.— Wow...—Gustavsson whistled.—That's what I've always expected from you... What happened before...—The albino pressed a button into the panel and the dummies floated along the long winding rails.***Training gets more and more tiring every day.Maria barely reached the coffin.— Will you cover me with ice when you get up?— she mu

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