“I tried to save the one who was doomed,” she answered, never for a moment ceasing to return life to the eagles.
“Saved? the world is interested.
“I would like to believe that…”
Dark under my palm shuddered in agony and lost the last drops of life.
I opened my eyes and got up. Caesar stood nearby, an unshakable unshakable wall of strength, the eagles revived by me rose into the sky, and kneeling down were the smartest of the dark ones, who had enough brains not to engage in battle with those who did not know defeat in principle.
A rune of command flashed in the greenish sky. It flared up, scattered into myriads of its own reduced copies, and collapsed on the head of each of the obedient dark ones. Huge eagles, having risen on the wing, met their killed relatives with a shocked scream,
