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Somewhere there was a buzz of applause. The marble fingers put a coin into a mug for the fairing so quickly that they could not see.

Blaise remembered her last visit to the crypt, like a nightmare. With statues had to fight hand-to-hand, but she won. She broke their marble wings. The wings immediately recovered. Blaise taken away. The effect was like in the movie, as if the film on the cassette was a little shown back. Angelic laugh standing over a crypt. And it was incentive, not mocking. The angels approved her.

«Strong, as before the uprising in heaven,» Setius was sincerely admired.

«What we wanted,» approved Mestem. “ The cases with Rosiers are over, the unnecessary clan is destroyed. Only you remained, because we need only you. Beautiful, strong, independent, in one word as the former.»

«Former?» Blaise frowned in doubt. What does it mean?

«It’s not her,» Amadeo carefully looked at her. «The whole point is that she is not free? She still feels a mental connection with her mentor. We understand you, Blaise, we are also still dependent on the angel who left us.»