Malinka19: переводы

→A wave of bright purple fire washed across everything, and Abdel was thrown across the rough floor. All throughout the underground chamber, people were being scattered. Chunks of orange crystal came out of the ceiling, the walls, and the floor. Weapons came out of hands, and at least one boot was pulled off a foot and hit Abdel in the face. Everywhere there were dangerous, heavy, sharp things flying through the air and people sailing upside down, crashing into the ceiling, walls, floor, and each other.

→"We will kill you first, necromancer," a man screamed from somewhere in the middle of the battle, "then take what you owe us … take the son of.." The voice was lost again under the din of battle.

→"We have to go," the red-haired man shouted with an almost cheerful tone. "Boo insists!"

→"Imoen?" he gasped around another body-wracking dry heave. He looked up and saw a face he'd seen most recently in a dream but not in real life for many months. The impossibility of her presence washed over Abdel like a cold rain, and the sellsword was quite simply flummoxed.

→* * *

→Jaheira allowed herself a laugh and made to follow Abdel and the red-haired man out.

→The man shrugged, pointed to the only door, and said, "Through there?"

→Jaheira had to shrug, and Yoshimo looked at the red-haired man as if sure he would have the answer.

→"Do any of you know the way out of here?" Abdel asked.

→"It's all right, isn't it, Boo?" the red-haired man muttered over and over as Abdel unlocked his cage. The big sellsword was obviously taken aback by the prisoner's mad demeanor.

→She didn't bother to watch for any reaction to either her name or Abdel's. She was too busy breathing, working her sore jaw, and stretching her cramping legs.

→"Jaheira," the half-elf druid said, standing and stretching sore, hunger-weakened muscles, "and this is Abdel."

→Abdel only grunted at the man, who stood on surprisingly steady legs, rising to a height nearly two feet short of the top of Abdel's head.

→"Many and varied thanks, respected sir," the man said. "I am Yoshimo of the Faraway East, and you are my newest friend."

→Abdel looked at Jaheira, who smiled, then he unlocked the Kozakuran man's cage.

→"That's all very interesting, young miss," the Kozakuran said, "but I and my very dear fellow prisoner are still hoping to complete what I can only guess is a much welcomed escape."

→"I haven't been calling on Mielikki enough," Jaheira admitted, blushing, "or listening carefully enough to her call."

→"I didn't know you could do that," he whispered, shocked.

→Abdel felt a cool nettling pass over him, and when he touched his own chest, the pain from the cuts had gone away—the cuts themselves had healed.

→She closed her eyes and said, "In the name of Our Lady of the Forest, by the will of the Supreme Ranger, by the touch of the daughter to Silvanus."