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Who would have thought that Blaise the enemy would be so unusual! Or she deliberately mocks him, making it clear that she had no enemies left from flesh and blood, with whom she would not have time to cope.

Why did she just joined their clan? Her help was invaluable. But she did not need the defense of the clan at all. Blaise preferred to do everything alone. She was not equal. In fact, it is one more valuable than a whole organization.

He remembered that he was already pretty old, and Blaise is young, active and full of strength. She can take his place if she wants at any time. Everyone will have to take it, because it is impossible to overcome her. She can right now bring the trigger to his temple. He can plunge into a glass with an expensive brandy a pinch of a poisonous powder. For some reason he was sure that the poison did not work on Blaise. Some forces will immediately stand on her side. The beauty killed, then she went to pray to someone abandoned crypt, in which probably there was a chapel. And so in a circle: kill then pray, pray, and then kill. Blaise had a clear routine. But prayers first. He never even asked whom she precisely prayed in that crypt. It is clearly not one of those gods that are honored in churches. Neither Christ, nor Buddha, nor Allah… Blaise said something about seven marble angels, which as far as he understood, did not belong to Christian civilization.