Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов

Chapter 3

           I’mafraidofpainanddeathtoo,evenmoresonowthanIwasthenIhavegoodreason.Asformotivation,itseemstomethatbackthenIhadjustaslittleasyou.WhyshouldI,amagician,careaboutthefatesofSodden,Brugge,Cintraorotherkingdoms?Theproblemsofhavingmoreorlesscompetentrulers?Theinterestsofmerchantsandbarons?Iwasamagician.I,too,couldhavesaiditwasn’tmywar,thatIcouldmixelixirsfortheNilfgaardiansontheruinsoftheworld.ButIstoodonthatHillnexttoVilgefortz,nexttoArtaudTerranova,nexttoFercart,nexttoEnidFindabairandPhilippaEilhart,nexttoyourYennefer.NexttothosewhonolongerexistCoral,Yoël,Vanielle...TherewasamomentwhenoutofsheerterrorIforgotallmyspellsexceptforoneandthankstothatspellIcouldhaveteleportedmyselffromthathorrificplacebackhome,tomytinylittletowerinMaribor.Therewasamoment,whenIthrewupfromfear,whenYenneferandCoralheldmeupbytheshouldersandhair"

           "Stop.Please,stop."

           "No,Geralt.Iwon’t.Afterall,youwanttoknowwhathappenedthere,ontheHill.Solistentherewasadinandflames,therewereflamingarrowsandexplodingballsoffire,therewerescreamsandcrashes,andIsuddenlyfoundmyselfonthegroundonapileofcharred,smokingrags,andIrealisedthatthepileofragswasYoëlandthatthingnexttoher,thatawfulthing,thattrunkwithnoarmsandnolegswhichwasscreamingsohorrificallywasCoral.

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