Shouts became simply intolerable, the Kitten abused the Puppy for something and even cut to it on a neck - probably, made something not that is when Prinze was knocked with a leg at a door. The Puppy opened. The prince seized him by a plush pad and pulled out to himself:
- Well as? Speak, immediately!
The puppy scaredly looked at the owner and somehow uncertainly murmured:
- Nothing, everything will be good … Severe bleeding and exhaustion, but we will cope, the owner, we will cope …
And then, having quickly grabbed buckets and having shouldered sheets, disappeared behind a door which with noise slammed. And through a crack Prinze managed to see only pads of the Kitten up to an elbow in blood, in blood even its short moustaches and a muzzle got dirty, and also the naked hands and legs which are convulsively fighting from terrible pain Poured …
The prince made operation with water and sheets several times. And every time the Puppy answered same. But shouts became gradually more silent and more silent. And when Prinze was with the fourth portion of water and sheets, they abated finally. The door was opened, the Puppy shaking for fatigue seemed. And a moment later deafening children's squeal, and behind it not less shrill voice of the Kitten was distributed:
- A puppy, quickly here and who will cut an umbilical cord? Well you for the assistant such! The clumsy is long-eared! Quickly!!!
Puppy, having scaredly grabbed buckets, was behind a door again, and soon shrill shout of the kid stopped and there came the silence.
The prince sat on a floor, trembling all over, all wet from sweat, having clasped with hands the head as if being afraid that it just about to roll down at it from shoulders directly on a floor.
At last, because of a door the Kitten seemed. Blood on it was not any more - probably, managed to wash already. However, the gray hair blotted it through, and it was unsteady for fatigue.
- U-uf!!! Was tired … - the Kitten said in a low voice, carrying out by a pad on a forehead.
- How it? - with alarm Prinze asked.
- Everything is good … Boy … Now feeds him, the Puppy watches … The truth very much weakened, hardly breathes … I will not remember such difficult delivery for all the life … Nearly died …
- When I can get to it?
- Not today, it precisely. It needs rest … - the Kitten strictly told, but he did not manage to finish speaking as the room left the Puppy and, confusedly shifting from one foot to the other from a pad on a pad, shy told:
- She … she asks … The owner to, generally …
The kitten already opened a mouth to answer, but Prinze jumped and, having pushed away the Kitten aside, ran in to the room.
Lily lay on the bed made by fresh pure sheets - all used Animals already cleaned somewhere - a fresh white nightgown. A pillow were lifted so that it polusidet on a bed, on hands at it the small red-pink parcel which moved lay and loudly gave smacking kiss - he sucked a breast. Lily's face - is more white than chalk, lips are covered by easy blue, cheeks fell, under eyes shadows blackened, eyelids swelled up, hair - are disheveled. Its beauty considerably faded. But it only at first sight. The look, despite deadly fatigue and extreme exhaustion, was such that for Prinze it seemed that somewhere at heart young mother feels unearthly pleasure.
She could not have eyes glued on the kid and quietly smiled, looking as he greedy sucks milk, having strong seized tiny pink cams nightgown frills.
- Sit down with me, do not stand, here here … - Lily pointed a finger at edge of a bed. The prince obediently sat down and scaredly looked at a crumb as if without understanding from where he in general here appeared also that it in general it.
- However, it is good?
- The truth … - Prinze whispered.
- And watch - all features at it for some reason mine - both a nose, and sponges, and eyes, there are no yours at all, strange, isn't that so?
- Nothing strange, - Prinze smiled, - I already have children, and this child - entirely yours, and only yours …
- Truly, you are right, I deserved it … in the millennia of an imprisonment in a gold cage … deserved …
Lily's eyes were covered pavoloky, her head several times moved and fell by a breast.
- Kitten! What is with it?! - Prinze cried.
On call to the room both Zverenk flew.
- I spoke, the owner, mrrr-meow, it cannot speak, it is impossible!!! It is weak, very weak!! Leave, the owner, leave, for the sake of the Creator! Ourselves will take care of everything, we scientists, leave, I beg, m - meow!
And the Kitten pushed out Prinze from the room. The door with noise slammed.
And here burst the second, and after it the third explosion of a bigger power. The prince lost balance and failed, without having kept standing, on a floor, and from above on it gold dust fell down. In Lily's room the scared kid stridently cried and right there broke off.
Punishment inevitably came nearer …
5.
All new and new dragons flew up to a cave opening, landing all new and new waves chained in the sparkling bluish-black armor of golems paratroopers. New and new "moles" collected everything dwarfs in the mouth of a cave, all new and new avatars of the most various types arrived to take part in storm of the Ant hill.
Only limited capacity of caves interfered with all this armada at the same time will rush inside, and therefore it was necessary to do disembarkation by small groups, but these groups arrived infinitely. Perhaps, if Murin saw the infinite hordes of army of Skies involved against them, they would stop the desperate and senseless resistance, but they already had affairs in the Ant hill.
And resistance Murin was valid both desperate, and senseless.
Murin were forced to leave the following nineteen grottoes compartments, as well as the first. However, here already, taught by bitter experience, they tried not to bring the matter to such sad end - last time in fiery hell nearly three hundred the best soldiers broke up to quarks! Murin changed tactics - before attack on advance parties of "moles" they placed intelligence agents with especially sensitive moustaches-vibrissami and as soon as those felt approach of avatars with bombs, Murin right there cleared a compartment and by that minimized the losses.
However each compartment was left with fight. To avoid additional losses, Murin did not go for hand-to-hand fight with "moles" any more. They preferred to expose traps. The stone blockages yawning continually abysses, spidery networks, having got to which, "moles" got stuck and became an easy mark of inhabitants of vaults, a hail of the green spittles which were forcing down from armor of the shooting-back golems …
Losses at coming were huge and in principle Murin could win this fight, but the new weapon constructed especially for the operation "Punishment" of "STING" by the 6th department cut the grass from under feet of them, forcing to recede further and further, in the heart of an underground citadel. Murin tried to put magic boards far away from the place of fight that explosions came further from compartments, but force of explosions was such enormous that nothing helped - fiery waves extended to several miles in the diameter and burned out everything completely.
At last, first "moles" reached Ant hill heart - to secret laboratories, torment, filled the black altars covered still with fresh blood to confidential archives with volumes of the accumulated black knowledge which is written down in volumes from animal and human skin. There was no place to recede more. Azail understood that it is the end.
The reason of such catastrophic result of battle consisted, of course, that Murin just were not ready to sudden attack on their citadel. Its arrangement was absolutely confidential - for the uncountable millennia fairies did not manage to mark it in any way - the by-pass spells of Azail absorbing magic waves of analyzers worked smoothly. For this reason at Murin just there was no necessary number of the bloody victims - sources of their magic energy, and there was no place to get them during prompt breakthrough of armies of Skies and is once. And without it they could not render worthy repulse.
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bsp; And then Wise Azail decided on a last resort.
Hammered tens of bass black drums made of animal and human bones and skin. Tens of murin-volunteers under a measured rhythm of drums rose by the terrible black altars covered with a rusty scab of a clotted blood on which they in awful torments did in recently a set of harmless beings. There to them slowly and with special cruelty the black jagged knives other muriny-executioners sawed off moustaches, paws, zhvala, put out eyes … Than izoshchrenny, than tortures were more sick, the more and longer the victim suffered - the more black energy gathered in magic black spheres to which from altars conducted special black tubes.
And meanwhile Azail with the closest pupils already turned to work - to create, scooping the black energy got in such awful way, the strongest spell of which it was only capable and which was developed by it as a last resort because it was deadly for Murin.
And it worked.
The first "moles" who rushed into the main laboratories in the center of the Ant hill were broken simply off on pieces by a wave of black energy which as a sea tsunami turned everything on the way. Rumpled golems in flat cake, "moles" were turned in fancy knots, and avatars burst as air bubbles, without having managed even to think to apply a protective spell. The huge black wave of wild unrestrained terrible and furious elements, "true" energy of pain, destroyed everything on the way as if the Death would razvoplotitsya and was in these damned vaults personally to reap a rich crop of new souls.
Having destroyed the first rows storming, the black death went further, sweeping away on the way all new troops just as the angered child scatters the toys which bothered to it - tell-tales and machines - in different directions. Attempts to block its victorious procession by various magic boards failed. Even the sophisticated magic of fairies could not resist to the strongest magic on light - magic of sufferings and blood!
Soon all caves were covered by the golems and "moles" who are broken off on pieces. But fairies did not give up. And how they could give up? As soon as the wave will destroy overland army, it will go further - will reach the most Command center and will ruin all population of fairies without the rest!
Hastily in a cave new hundreds of avatars through whom all fairies of the Command center began to prepare retaliation were started.
Huge power force weaved from live fire without form, in the form of a pure wave of the concentrated energy, swept on empty, the covered a lot of useless scrap metal - everything that remained from "moles" and golems - to dark corridors directly towards to a black wave - a wave of death and suffering - and with a deafening roar faced it just as the mass of air, facing in the sky, cause a strong thunder.
At first any of forces - neither fire force, nor blood force - could overcome each other. Having faced a wild roar from which at fairies in the Command center, despite protective earphones, blood began to flow from ears, they began to push each other. Stone transitions from these pushes polarly of the loaded forces, enormous on the destructive power, collapsed from rockfalls, breed burst, deep clefts were formed, the stone melted and boiled. One wave overcame another, another …
Azail in a hysterics demanded to strengthen a drumbeat, and more and more Murin went on black scaffolds, quicker and quicker and izoshchrenny black knives worked, the arachnoid corpses which more and more are convulsively twitching accumulated on subfloors, expiring disgustingly smelling smoking black blood, power values of which in hundreds of times surpassed blood of human babies - the most valuable and a source of magic and biological energy scarce until then Murin.
But also Pearl-white did not doze. She demanded from fairies to strain all forces. One and all fairies, even Triune Knowledge, even absolutely young fairies of the 10-14th of ranks who until then were not taking part in war, observers probationers were connected to them. Fairies in HUNDREDS of drop dead from exhaustion, a cardiac rupture, from a cerebral hemorrhage, grew blind, became deaf, went crazy and lost memory, but their place was taken by new. Even Triyednaya Knowledge became covered by a bloody perspiration, and pink foam fell from corners of lips of all Three.
It seemed, strengths of vicious enemies are absolutely equal and none of them will be able to overcome in this fight as …
Suddenly all fairies in the Command center had a shrill ring in ears, and in eyes darkened, and all of them, except Knowledge, got from the stands. And when they, holding the heads which are breaking up from pain gradually began to rise with a floor (however, they are kind five hundred fairies the dead remained to lie, and still were approximately as much seriously injured), they saw that all spheres-vizatory, having become opaque black, powerlessly roll on a floor.
It was necessary to send intelligence agents of "STING" to learn a fighting situation. Those returned with the dumbfounding news after a while: the granite mountain completely disappeared, turned into a huge dune of the heated sand and pebble. And the Ant hill was buried below forever and that became with its inhabitants - nobody knew at the moment.
From thousands of golems, avatars and "moles" still remaining around a cave which the black wave did not manage to reach, naturally, nothing remained, but also the Ant hill as harmonous system of underground monasteries forever stopped the existence.
- Your Knowledge, reports responsible for the operation "Punishment", Elder Sister Ordena "STING", organized resistance Murin is broken, the Ant hill is liquidated. However, we lost almost all our land army. Nearly four and a half thousand fairies, nearly five thousand - in a serious condition - from weak-mindedness, loss of memory to a blindness and loss of hearing died. What you will order to do farther?
- Everything goes according to the plan, the sister. I think, the heroic death and heroic wounds of our sisters will quite pay off in tens and in hundreds of thousands of years of the world, an order and prosperity around the world as a result of destruction of this resident evil … - the voice of the Second Knowledge trembled and broke. There was a pause. Only through some time she could regain self-control again. - As far as we know, We did not manage to unload the last party of our land forces in a cave …
- Yes, your Knowledge, is about one hundred golems by 30 cars.
- It very opportunely. I think, there will be enough this number for completion of operation. Avatars we did not have any more, but I think, they it is more to us and are not necessary - send the best sisters from the 1st department of "STING" under cover of the escaped broneotryad - it is necessary to dig out and smooth out the remained areas, and also to find a communication channel between the Ant hill and the Gold Hall. Carry out, the sister, and let the Creator to whom we truly serve will be with you!
Chapter 25. A fox in a hole.
1.
Lily died away not on days, and on hours. It seemed, having given birth to the son, Lily gave him the last remains of the forces. After the first faint during conversation with Prinze, they became the frequent phenomenon, as well as constant nausea, heavy vomiting, headaches. Lily could not get up any more, even hands her could not hold the child for feeding - the Prince brought it to her breast.
Once having made "terrible eyes" and having even shaken a fist at the Kitten, Prinze quickly won to himself the right of the first of three nurses from Lily's bed. He personally fed her, brought on feeding of the child, carried to bathe Lily in the pool and washed her exhausted body itself there too, without permitting it to do to nobody any more.
The room continually shuddered from all of the coming underground explosions, periodically stuffed up ears from a roar, gold plaster was showered, cases and gobelins and pictures fell, but Prinze noticed nothing, being entirely absorbed by Lily and the little little son. And Poured, appear, too. As if for them two wars did not exist at all. Only the little little son heartrendingly cried out when the next explosion was distributed or objects, but fell over time nearby and he got used to these cataclysms and ceased to cry.
- Look, darling, - Lily slightly smiled, specifying by a view of a cradle with the child - the next explosion beat out all glasses in the room, - our s
on is not afraid of explosions any more … Good there will be a soldier, fearless …
But Prinze, having frowned, kept silent.
- Lily, to us it is necessary to think of escape. They will be here soon. I already disposed to send Krum to base of gold dragons. It will prepare for us from remained an escort …
- Silly... my such foolish favourite Prinze … - having again smiled, Lily whispered. - Unless you do not see that I had only several hours, it is no more? And where we will depart if the Gold Hall falls? Fairies will track down us everywhere and will find … No, we will not spend time for empty … Let's better stay together … still slightly … together …
With these words she took Prinze's hand and brought it to the bloodless lips and kissed.
- Let's present though on slightly though on the last a couple of hours that we are a husband and the wife, and we gave birth to our beloved child … And we - love each other …
Lily spoke in a low voice, but did not look at Prinze. Her sight worsened, and she any more almost saw nothing, but tried to hide it from Prinze, but she did not manage it. Blind eyes persistently looked not there where there was his face.
- I beg you, Poured … - the Prince did not hide sobbings any more, having put a face as the child, it on a breast, washing with tears so Lily's shirt, damp from sweat, and she softly stroked his hair the weak shivering hands.
- Not crying, my Prinze, my favourite Prinze, do not cry, be though a man now though now … - Lily whispered. - I die quietly, more precisely, I leave, I go to the world where there is no more evil and sufferings, and from it to me it is good …
The prince with astonishment looked at Lily.
- How?. You did not trust …
- … in the Creator? Yes, did not trust … and now - I believe … - one more terrible explosion shook Lily's room to the basis, one more regiment with books broke and smashed about a floor. But the child slept contrary to everything. - Lily took him by hand again and smiled though unseeing eyes still looked not there, and Prinze pretended that he does not notice it. Lily's face was filled with some internal, quiet light and rest, accepted pensively children's expression.
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