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Touching on the temples of Rothen, Akkarin felt only a strange feeling that it was wrong. This should not happen - not the thoughts of a best friend and teacher to read.
Although he understood that there was no choice - the security of the union lands is more important and it is necessary to find out who else knows about his secret. Rothen will not say, but it is better to check - especially with their constant mental conversations. Dannyl, Dorrien, friends, colleagues - he missed this all. Suddenly, the Barrier felt the Barrier - did he decide to resist Rothen?
- This is useless, do not hurt yourself. You don't want your novice to worry, hearing screams?
Thoughts flashed with fear, the pressure weakened. In fact, the account of this will not go down to this. It’s not with him for sure - in addition to pain, you can not calculate ... but I did not want to see Rotan’s body unconscious.
Quickly moving on, Akkarin intercepted the thought - he was in rags, in the basement, with a knife. Thoughts blazed anxiety.
- Does anyone else know about it?
- No.
The magician’s thoughts were surprisingly calm. Akkarin released his whiskey, noticing how the girl went to the man. And Rothen reassured her - Akkarin suppressed a sigh. This needs to be done, the security of union lands is more important.
- Now Sonea.