Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов
Chapter 4
Sheheardscreaminginthedistance,andsmeltsmoke.
Comingstraightatthem,blockingthepath,racedtwohorsesdraggingaharness,reinsandabrokenshaftbehindthem.Cirididnotholdherchestnutbackandshotpastthematfullspeed,flakesoffrothskimmingacrossherface.BehindhersheheardRoachneighandGeralt’scursesashewasforcedtoahalt.
Shetorearoundabendinthepathintoalargeglade.
Theconvoywasinflames.Fromthickets,flamingarrowsflewtowardsthewagonslikefirebirds,perforatingthecanvasanddiggingintotheboards.TheScoia’taelattackedwithwar-criesandyells.
Ciri,ignoringGeralt’sshoutsfrombehindher,directedherhorsestraightatthefirsttwowagonsbroughttothefore.OnewaslyingonitssideandYarpenZigrin,axeinonehand,crossbowintheother,stoodnexttoit.Athisfeet,motionless,withherbluedresshitchedhalfwayupherthighs,lay…
"Triiiiiisss!"Ciristraightenedinthesaddle,thumpingherhorsewithherheels.TheScoia’taelturnedtowardsherandarrowswhistledpastthegirl’sears.Sheshookherheadwithoutslowinghergallop.SheheardGeraltshout,orderinghertofleeintothewoods.Shedidnotintendtoobey.Sheleaneddownandboltedstraighttowardsthearchersshootingather.Suddenlyshesmelttheoverpoweringscentofthewhiterosepinnedtoherjerkin.
"Triiiiisss!"
Theelvesleapedoutofthewayofthespeedinghorses.
