because of our ... let's call it a common target group, we are not good at talking to demons. And now they have got their hands on something that is dangerous for us. The girl was ours Answer to that. "
I slowly understood. "You share your potential victims among yourself," I replied dryly.
Nick suddenly became shaky on his feet. The breath from his nose and behind my hand went faster than it should have been. As inconspicuously as possible, I leaned against him and loosened my hand a little so that he could get more air.What was the matter with him all of a sudden? And why did I carry around with me powers that should be in the ashes when the girl had them?
I thought of my mental absence the night before, of Rick who had spoken of the cold, of my shoulder and the interest the redhead had had in it. That redhead who had easily dealt with these two tearseekers. Gradually I began to see connections between these things. Suppose the girl's powers had somehow passed to Rick and from him to me ...? At least the fact was that his trembling stopped after I drifted into that black void. More precisely, after Lavande pulled me out of it again. A queasy feeling arose in me. What did I catch here? And how did it relate to the parties who argued about it? How was it mainly related to windward and the sign?
"So when you said you were losing everything, you meant that if you weren't at least as powerful as they were, the demons are likely to eat you up," I said cynically.My interlocutor confirmed my remarks with a bored nod.
I shivered. No wonder Rick hadn't wanted to give up the ashes. They were living people, and they quarreled here like cattle. "Apart from the fact that I wonder why I should help you to slaughter my fellow human beings," I began, "What these demons got their hands on is not a coincidentally a violinist with red hair and a proper sock shot? "
The previously serene expression of the ice magician was suddenly wiped from his face by a confused raising of his eyebrows. "Certainly not," he said in a voice that was dripping with contempt, only to then suddenly grin and point at Nick. "No, what they got their hands on is the equivalent ofhimand that you brought him with you is the only reason we didn't tear you apart when you went to the door came in. "A crash went through the building as soon as he had said the last word. Anything that wasn't nailed down fell to the floor with a clatter and a clatter, while Nick sank against me. I caught one last look into his panicky eyes before they turned white and he passed the laws of gravity unconscious.