And what is wrong, then you accept it.
Don't think with your head.
After all, everything is natural in the world:
Evil radiated by you,
It will come back to you without fail!
The boys nodded their heads.
– It's late, go to bed, and in the morning take all that you think necessary and in the good way of twirling destinies. I left everything, I have to go.
"How?" Now? Not even a glass of wine? Alexey was upset.
The drummer walked over to the guys, hugged them as a very sensitive and loving person can hug them, then stepped back, nodded, and left.
***
Bartholomew walked from side to side in the great hall in his apartments, thinking. He went to the full-length mirror, looked at himself carefully, and asked the reflection:
"We're going to win, aren't we?" We have always won and we will win now.
After these words, Bartholomew moved away from the mirror and sat down in a nearby chair, but the reflection in the mirror remained, it answered:
– We won, but our opponents were not so strong. Gideon has come for you, and he will not give up.
"He came for us!" Or are you separating yourself from me and our entire brotherhood?
The reflection gave no sign of confusion.
"Gideon was trained in my program, and I know the loopholes in these labyrinths of power that he so brilliantly mastered," Bartholomew said majestically from his chair.
The image from the mirror answered:
"He has been practicing outside these walls for a long time, and his strength today is a serious competition for you.
"So much the better, since I haven't had a serious opponent in a long time." I have something to calm him down.
– I like a cheerful mood… I recognize you as a warrior, "the reflection answered from the mirror ," well, then keep a bonus for excitement. Tikhon didn't go anywhere.
"What?" After meeting with Vahe, he had to leave this city as quickly as possible, so as not to do things and not to Shine once again. Did he give up his mission?
– His mission was adjusted. Now his goal is you. Get ready to fight, but get ready seriously… warrior.
The reflection in the mirror disappeared.
Sweat broke out on Bartholomew's forehead. He wiped it off with a napkin, then ran his hand over the scar on his cheek and whispered softly through his teeth:
– Drummer…
***
Quest. The Drummer's Soul. Part 2
The city is tired of busy Friday. Someone had already left for the weekend in the family nest, someone was sitting at a party, dreaming that this celebration of the next birthday of a not so close friend was over as soon as possible, someone was sitting in front of the TV with a bottle of beer and was happy.
Victoria walked through the Park, enjoying the twittering of birds and murmuring softly to herself the verses of her favorite poet. She didn't even notice that two tough guys were blocking her path at both ends of the narrow path, and only heard:
"In the name of a great cause!"
In the hand of the forward fighter, the blade of a knife flashed, which was already a meter away from its victim. The girl only managed to gasp, but then stopped, looking around. The road was clear, and there was no one on the narrow path.
"It's going to look like this," she said aloud, and then she looked around again, and then she picked up her pace and went home.
***
Seeing the disappearance of the accomplice, the strong man who stood behind Victoria ducked into the bushes, quickly realizing that it was bad. The incident was reported to Tao, who in turn reported to the Teacher:
