Nikto wrote, “Yes.”
And Karina, no longer able to stand it, shouted:
“Arel! Lis! Come here!”
She noticed how he tensed as they entered the room, responding instantly to her call. She silently handed them the notebook.
“Hi Karina. Please leave. Go away. Get out of here. Save yourself! He's fooling you! He's fooling you. He fooled you. Run before it's too late. He took your souls. I'm sorry. What's the date today? Nothing. Water. He spoils the souls of people. Now he is collecting them. He has collected a lot. You gave him a lot of strength. I think. He didn't take mine. I will not obey. I will not submit. You have already been smeared. Yes.”
“You see what he writes,” she complained to them.
“Can I hit him?” Arel said when he finally read what he had written. Lis had read it earlier and turned away.
“No, though,” Arel changed his mind. “I'll give him a duel! Hey bro, can you fight?”
Nikto nodded.
“He’s blind,” said Lis.
“He seems to know how to fight blind,” said Karina. “I saw it in prison.”
“Then let's go! Where is Nik’s sword? Come out into the yard!”
“Let's go,” said Karina, slightly pulling her brother's hand, and he got up. Without resisting, he followed her.
They went out into the courtyard, Lis put a sword in his hand, with which Nikto-Demon fought.
“And if he kills you, Arel?” He asked suddenly. Because the blind Nikto took the sword very confidently, as if he himself wanted it.
“Me?!” Arel laughed. “He won’t kill me. And I will just make him run a little.”
And he began to bypass Nikto, twirling his weapon in his hands. And Nikto was standing. But when Arel lunged to poke him, Karina's brother sharply parried the blow and attacked towards Arel. Arel was a little taken aback, but continued to circle, and for some moments they clashed fiercely and with all their might. Nikto seemed to try to constantly maintain contact with the blade of the enemy's sword, and he also guessed or heard where the blow would come from. And it was creepy. As always, at the last minute he preempted the blow, and Arel only managed to knock him to the ground a couple of times, but Nikto immediately dodged and immediately got up. And he moved very little, trying to always stay in place. He let the enemy get closer, and then tried not to disengage with him with the sword.
“Ah well!” Arel got angry and tried to attack him again. Nikto managed to deflect the blow again. The atmosphere grew more and more tense, and Karina became afraid. Her blind brother didn’t let Arel approach and didn’t look like a human now, but quite the opposite.
“Lis, I don't like this. Tell them to stop!” Asked Karina.
Unfortunately, Lis now always, leaving the house, hid his jester’s makeup under a mask, and Karina didn’t see the expression on his face, but she was sure that he also didn’t like what was happening.
“Arel, that's enough!” She shouted. “It was a bad idea!”
The prince turned to her cry and received a crushing blow, he fell, and Nikto pressed the blade of the sword to his throat.
“No!” Karina screamed.
And Nikto’s hand suddenly trembled, and he literally flew away from Arel, fell backward, as if he had been hit with all his strength in the chest, and then, rising, he shouted:
“Arel, what are you doing?!”
Arel sat down, shaking his disheveled head, pressed his hand to his cut neck, blood ran down his fingers, he raised his eyes to Nikto:
