Bloody Revenge

by Darrell Guidry

  The wolfhound very well knew this rage of despair. To him there was so much

  years when it killed the adult armed man, the Cannibal's komes. It

  too tried to protect mother. Also did not protect whether will let in Bosch that and on this

  time came to an end in the same?.

  - And baby? - the knesinka asked.

  - He did not begin to live, light madam. The wicked witch killed him with the

  sorcery.

  - Well and let to themselves would burn it, the sister, - Luchezar yawned. It with

  bored face stood, as always, to the left of a knesinka. - And to us lack of time, and

  them simplification.

  Unforeseen trial forced it to postpone everyday

  military exercises, and it was dissatisfied.

  Halisunets Illad with considerable attention listened to the angry speech of a haryuk. Still

  it was told about its own craft! Having heard the offer

  Left, it came off the box with such speed as if on smooth

  to painted skin needles grew. Grandees were forced to part,

  passing it to the monarchess's stolets. Knesinka looked back. Illad

  bent to her ear and hotly whispered something. Young ruler

  listened to him and nodded.

  - Let the victim of the sorcerer will approach here. My doctor will examine it.

  The daughter-in-law of the leader it is captivated stared at the important madam who awarded her

  the attention. She obediently stepped forward, but the husband held.

  - That is how it will examine? - it began to roar, zyrky frowningly. - I wash

  wife? Yes I... I will not give!

  Illad, without having been confused, publicly declared:

  - I madam, am, I examine. So, for the sake of the Lunar Sky,

  not to you to take offense! And then, your wife will be rather simple to be taken me

  by a hand...

  - What for?. - ugryumets was taken aback.

  - Then, - Illad majestically explained, - that for the scientific person

  like me heart beat all the same that for you - traces on snow. Give

  to me a hand if you do not trust... - Haryuk instantly hid both hands for a back,

  and the doctor with a smile added:-... and if you are not afraid.

  In crowd readily started giggling.

  The son of the leader was poured by heavy paint and slowly approached, stretching

  strong clenched fist. He put it to halisunets, precisely in fire. Chubby

  short fingers of Illad walked on overgrown with dense hair

  to wrist, finding the zinger. Found. Pressed. Stronger. Even stronger.

  Moved. Pressed...

  - So, - the doctor proclaimed, releasing the got wet haryuk. - When you

  was small, you long did not start walking, and started talking for the first time in three

  years. You see, your venerable father does not hurry to disprove me. At

  you teeth hurt all the time, you endlessly caught a cold, and to fourteen

  to years... well, is not necessary about it... Two years ago you broke the left leg and

  edge, and not so long ago strongly got poisoned. Mushrooms, in my opinion...

  - There is enough, - saving the dignity of the son, the leader Karril stopped it. -

  Watch his wife as you wanted.

  Molodukh uncertainly approached and gave to the doctor a sluggish pale hand.

  Illad pottered with the woman much longer, than with her husband. Curious

  the people it is interested observed. Halisunets pressed down and felt both lean

  wrists, then ordered to turn to a ronnanka facing the sun and stood up on

  tiptoes, examining eyes. His face at the same time gradually grew dark.

  At last it gave a molodukha to impatiently shifting from one foot to the other husband, and that

  hasty took away it in depth of crowd. Out of harm's way.

  - What you will tell, the scientific person? - the leader Karril asked. - Whether it is strong

  the sorcerer spoiled it? Whether it is possible to correct it or it is better to expel?

  Illad returned to a stolets of a knesinka, put palms on a stomach and

  announced:

  - I am forced to tell about what the oath of the doctor orders me

  to be silent if only this is not about life or dignity of the person. Yes

  all Just Fathers will witness to me, but I could not be mistaken! I

  I regret, about the leader, but the well-behaved woman whom I was lucky

  to examine, it is not intended by the Sky for motherhood. It was necessary for destiny

  to install her soul, at the present embodiment, in the body incapable to

  to child-bearing. Moreover, having resolved by the dead baby, it it is inevitable

  had to die. How the woman held in it life,

  called here by the sorcerer, I, the right, do not know, but I am eager to learn.

  The monarchess a knesinka and you, the nice leader, - bowed Illad, - I with

  confidence I conclude that the woman who is mistakenly called by the witch

  made not harm, but a doctor feat. I claim that she deserves

  not shameful execution, and all awards. Bail to that my honor

  the healer, and I, favor of the Lunar Sky, broke nothing this honor already

  thirty six years!

  The speech of halisunets was heard in inconceivable silence. It seemed, to ugryumets

  hardly its sense reached. Great mind these people, seemingly, not

  differed. Only the fateful witch slowly raised the head, and in

  the eye turned on a knesinka some reflections of life appeared.

  Then it suddenly clasped with hands the boy who still was standing beside

  it, buried a face in his filthy shirt, - and silently began to cry.

  - Words of your doctor were included into my ears, light madam, - slowly, with

  arrangement the leader spoke. - But hearts did not reach. Really

  The divine Primogenitor will assume that the man of my SORT could not

  to conceive in the woman of the baby capable to live? That that destroyed mine

  the grandson black sorcery, has to die. I told.

  The kneeling woman came off the teenager ironing her on

  the head, and told something to it, pushing from a circle.

  - Run to it... - the Wolfhound able to catch a low whisper caught

  among general din. The woman spoke on-sakkaremski. - Fall in legs...

  Let kind madam will save at least you...

  The fellow furiously pulled a shoulder and did not run anywhere. Remained at it.

  And veins understood clearly: that who after all will decide to send in anything not

  guilty lekarka on a fire, it is necessary to cross through two corpses. If

  not through three... including Mysh pottering and bloodthirstily hissing on

  shoulder.

  - I quite trust your wisdom, the valorous leader, - told

  knesinka of Elen. - You are a father of the people and truly you know that you say. But also

  the healer, whose words did not accept your heart, deserves the greatest

  trust. How to be? Our Truth learns: if it seems that both are right,

  address for council Gods. Because to Them, in their divine omniscience,

  all that to us, insignificant mortal, is represented unsoluble is opened

  riddle. Whether you agree with me, the grown wise leader? What tests

  recognizes your people?

  After some thought Karril nodded, and in the sun flashed

  the red semi-precious stones inserted into eye-sockets of a bear hood. Fox

  The cap of the beginnings readily to list:

  - If it was talked of one of us, light madam, it would be possible

  to bring it to the embodiment of the Primogenitor and to look, whether люб to
it the person.

  But the Primogenitor does not care about strangers. It is possible to connect the sorcerer and to throw her

  in water because we believe in justice of water. If it floats, so

  she is guilty; water will not begin to reject the kind person. It is possible to part

  fire and to force the sorcerer to go on coals because we believe in

  justice of fire. If fire becomes no need to burn with it legs, so

  and to let out her from a fire. But most of all, madam, we believe in

  validity of a duel. Because to the one who is right, our Primogenitor, Eternally Real In

  The green Wood, grants a particle of the power, and right pushes out wrong

  from a cloth...

  - There is enough. Iterskel!. Where Iterskel? - the leader prorokotat. And with visible

  pleasure addressed a knesinka: - I see, the empress of solvenn, you in

  to kindness of the heart you do not like to sentence to death even those who it

  undoubtedly deserves. It is worthy. I see also that you are inclined

  to trust the doctor who tried to acquit the villain. I not offended by

  you, light madam: you show to us the spirit truth inherent great

  to leaders. Because in what valor of the leader how not in fear to punish the innocent?

  Allow us to convince you that the witch should not at all

  to avoid a fire. You will expose the person, and we the, and with everyone

  from them the sorcerer's fate will be. If our person, and I not wins

  I doubt that he will win...

  The leader did not finish the phrase, but to finish it there was no sense. Iterskel

  already squeezed forward, and tribespeople respectfully before it

  parted. It on the run pulled down from itself(himself) a sheepskin sleeveless jacket, and then and

  shirt, having remained bared on a belt. Suntanned shoulders floated above

  tops of the ugryumets who suddenly seemed near it crowd of children. Here

  Iterskel left to the leader's throne, and the galiradsky troops responded

  sigh of admiration and horror, and the Wolfhound thought what put here, truly, not

  it was without visiting good fellow. Whether on forces was to the people which were not recognizing

  marriages with strangers to degenerate such a detinushka?. Veins not every day

  met people much more largely and stronger than, but Iterskel was from

  such. One and a half Kanaon, the most smaller. And the Wolfhound and with Kanaonom nearby

  seemed the sickly teenager.

  - I will not allow to cripple the people, - is quiet, but so that all

  heard, Luchezar spoke. - You, sister, not серчай.

  Deksha, Aptakhar Is also small - Ghosn told nothing, but was felt that

  to give the spravny soldier on worry for the sake of some to nobody not

  any did not want the famous sorcerer.

  The wolfhound standing at the right elbow of a knesinka quietly asked:

  - Allow me, madam.

  Elen Gluzdovna threw up on it eyes, and he saw how he slips

  paint from her cheeks rouged by cold air and nervousness.

  - Called, Father? - Iterskel inquired, stopping before the leader. It

  really it was similar to the bear who threw off a shaggy skin. At all

  excess fat did not spoil his body allocated with terrible power. It

  flaunted: immense muscles that were blown up on his hands and naked

  torso, fell down. It is strong, oh and is strong! And for certain quickly, as marten.

  Heavy yes slow not to survive in the wood.

  - You broke a neck to a bull when that ran out from a shed and rushed on mine

  grandsons, - a little drawlingly, precisely saying a spell, there began Karril.

  - When we root out the wood, you one lift stubs which cannot

  to shift seven strong men. Whether you will break the person claiming

  as if the witch who exhausted my grandson allegedly wanted good?

  Iterskel cheerfully answered:

  - I will break, Father!

  Also knocked itself a cast fist on a booming breast so that from trees

  crows were removed. Knesinka Elen involuntarily shuddered... During this moment

  she to remember did not remember the healer whose destiny had to define

  duel. Only the Wolfhound existed for it. Only on light

  man. Which... Which... Right now...

  Knesinka looked to it in the face and distinctly saw that to argue with it

  it is useless.

  - It will kill you, the Wolfhound...

  - Will not kill, - told veins. Also added with full tranquility: - Gut

  it is thin.

  And the knesinka of Elen understood not mistaken female intuition: he would answer

  to it in the same way, going one against one thousand. To a dragon in a mouth. Or where there

  still - on certain death. That only it, the foolish woman, for it did not fear.

  Also did not endeavor to hold it.

  Relevancy of occurring lifted up a knesinka, slender fingers

  with a force squeezed a shoulder of the Wolfhound.

  - There is a person to whom I assign the belief in not duty this

  women! - its voice rang out. - Go, and yes will be in your sword

  Sun, Lightning and Fire!.

  The leader Karril unexpectedly burst out laughing.

  - Calm down, light madam, is not required to your soldier his sword, -

  he told. Also nodded to the Fox Cap: - Tell, the eldest son able it is red

  to speak.

  - These two are not at enmity with each other, - began to explain young

  роннан. - Between them there is no revenge. It will not be necessary for the primogenitor otnyaty

  anybody's life, except the villain's life. Our law orders to spread on the earth

  tselnotkany cloth and to strengthen it pegs. We protect a cloth

  three furrows and twelve nut rods because the Primogenitor created

  the nut bush on livelihood to the children also allocated it with good force.

  Poyedinshchiki will seek to push out one another for edge of a cloth.

  If someone from them descends down to the ground one leg, we will tell: "0 N receded".

  If two legs, we tell: "He ran" - and we will understand that the Primogenitor

  expressed the will.

  - Whether your person, light madam comprehended it? - the leader asked.

  Iterskel stood beside the father, as if accidentally turning that right

  sideways, left. On a breast at it the five-fingered mark of long was seen

  claws. Sign of the Primogenitor? The wound got on hunting?.

  Knesinka turned to the Wolfhound, and veins gloomy muttered:

  - What not to comprehend...

  - Then, - the leader kept saying, - let your fighter will leave weapon at yours

  legs will also meet with my son in the middle of a cloth.

  The wolfhound undid buckles and put a sword as there was Vedeno, to legs

  knesinka on a carpet. Removed from Mysh's shoulder, put to guard. Behind a sword

  the belt, jacket, chain armor, shirt, and after and boots followed. Thanks

  though did not demand full nakedness of poyedinshchik. Haryuki meanwhile with

  rolled with due respect decent - five on five steps! - piece

  unusually wide not bleached cloth. Venn was only given to a miracle as

  managed to weave similar. Not otherwise, with prayers and on krosna,

  built purposely for this purpose, on once. Still he was surprised to thriftiness

  ugryumets. It is necessary, all with themselves took, even unbleached linen on a case

  God's Court! Even firewood for the sorcerer!.

  - Do not ruin yourself, the Wolfhound... - quietly, that he heard one,
/>   the knesinka addressed him. He answered nothing, only nodded: heard,

  pier. Let hair down, tied a forehead a band. And barefoot went to the middle

  glades, to the cloth which was already tense, nailed for special eyelets. And

  thought, going that the law recognizing single combat on a cloth was wise.

  What is to eat the thread running from a female distaff as not visible similarity

  destiny threads? And that there is a woven cloth if not an interlacing

  human lives as what it appears from the sky Oka Bogov?.

  The wolfhound began to pray silently, telling Gods for what he went for fight. And

  suddenly thought: and if nice God Grozy already retired to

  spring?. But almost at once in his consciousness the thunderclap and such sounded

  rolling that veins even looked back on the parties, slightly being surprised,

  why others did not hear.

  Most of all he was afraid to break foolishly some unknown to him

  ronnansky custom and that to lose the case to a duel. It happened.

  The wolfhound fixedly watched Iterskel, trying to do the same that

  it, and whenever possible at the same time.

  They at once entered on a smooth cool cloth and stiffened,

  looking narrowly to each other. A fox Cap inclined silvered to the earth

  tip heavy, ancient work of a spear ("our, segvansky, times

  The last war", - Aptakhar claimed then) and began to draw

  furrows. Young guys brought a bunch of nut rods from the wood, became

  to stick in compliance with parts of the world.

  It was silent. Galiradtsa and a ronnana in all eyes examined poyedinshchik.

  Two men who were motionless on a cloth were born, probably, in one

  year, but that also exhausted between them any similarity. At one it is cheerful

  the golden curls taken on a clean forehead of wattled puffed up

  bandage. Another had hair half gray-haired, and not from age.

  One boasted of hilly muscles what turn out from kind work,

  kind food and from what happens when in veins of the degenerated tribe

  suddenly fresh blood flows. Another could not brag also of a half

  similar male beauty. It was sinewy as an iron belt. One reminded

  the young bear who left to play, povydirat elastic with roots

  derevia. Another looked like not barking, very quiet dog from those, with

  which it is possible to release little girls for half a day of a way and not to be afraid,