"Dave Duncan - A Handful Of Men 2 - Upland Outlaws" - читать интересную книгу автора (Duncan Dave)

"But the house is shielded."


The warlock leered. "It won't be in a minute. Grimmy, can you lift this shield by yourself?"


The ambience shimmered as young Grimrix flexed his power. His very-solid image spat on its hands, and he grinned. "Easy, sir!"


"Don't be too sure-some of these old spells have been renewed a lot of times. Watch out for underlying layers. When I push, rip it. Then slam it
back fast! You've got to stay and cover for us. "


The young votary paled, shocked. "But if they catch me-" The ambience rang with grief louder than the bells of the city. "Then you'll be just as
happy serving him as you are serving me," Raspnex said. "Hold them off as long as you can. Don't try to follow me, understand?"


"Not even-"


"Not at all! You arguing?"


"Of course not!"


"Good ... Listen!" _ One of the back doors shuddered noisily.


"Axes!" Rap said. "They're trying the courtyard door. That one's a poor choice. It's got some occult tricks to it."


"Nevertheless, the time to go has arrived," Raspnex growled. "Getup, woman!"


"This'll never work!" Rap said. "Soon as the kid opens a window, they'll fry us!"


"They want us alive you especially!"


Being fried might be the better alternative, Rap thought. Quite apart from a lingering revenge on his person, Zinixo would want to interrogate him
on the whereabouts of the fairies.


The mundanes were all on their feet, the imperor holding the still-sleeping child.


"This may be rough," the warlock told them. "But I've got some friends standing by to shield us as soon as we arrive-I hope. If the enemy got there