Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов
Chapter 2
Hewasyoung,apparentlythesameageasLambert,andworeashort,blackbeardwhichdidnothidetheseveredisfigurementleftbehindbysmallpox.Thiswasunusual;witchersweregenerallyhighlyimmunetoinfectiousdiseases.
"TrissMerigold,Coën."Geraltintroducedthemtoeachother."ThisisCoën’sfirstwinterwithus.Hecomesfromthenorth,fromPoviss."
Theyoungwitcherbowed.Hehadunusuallypale,yellow-greenirisesandthewhitesofhiseyes,riddledwithredthreads,indicateddifficultandtroublesomeprocessesduringhismutation.
"Letusgo,child,"utteredVesemir,takingherbythearm."Astableisnoplacetowelcomeaguest,butIcouldn’twaittoseeyou."
Inthecourtyard,inarecessinthewallshelteredfromthewind,CiriwastrainingunderLambert’sinstructions.Deftlybalancingonabeamhangingonchains,shewasattacking–withhersword–aleathersackboundwithstrapstomakeitresembleahumantorso.Trissstoppedtowatch.
"Wrong!"yelledLambert."You’regettingtooclose!Don’thackblindlyatit!Itoldyou,theverytipofthesword,atthecarotidartery!Wheredoesahumanoidhaveitscarotidartery?Ontopofitshead?What’shappening?Concentrate,Princess!"
Ha,thoughtTriss.Soitistruth,notalegend.Sheistheone.Iguessedcorrectly.
Shedecidedtoattackwithoutdelay,notallowingthewitcherstotryanyruses.
"ThefamousChildSurprise?"shesaidindicatingCiri.
