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Blaise was alerted. She did not hear about him for a long time. May take advantage of the case and ask more details, but the congratulations of Amadeo have already twisted the choir:

«Who do you choose. Us or him? Probably if you choose us, then he will come back with you. And if not, then the loss is small. It is truly important for us only you.»

– And so you did not answer me at all. In times of need.»

«You should have to weep in silence,» what an impassive answer.

Headless Setius flew around her in circles. Blaise kept his cut-off marble head in her hands for so long that the fingers were tired. The marble head bit her, but the decapitated statue itself kneeled to her.

«The face of Alais!» whispered Setius with delight.

Who is this Alais? About her, even the demons speak with delight, as over the Divine being.

If they have a deity, it happened from prehistoric times. Most likely, it can be found in the biblical dictionary along with Dagon or some other bloody pagan gods.

In memory, for some reason, instead of biblical engravings, were inscriptions from posters towards horror films. Alais! These are accurately on them appeared.