Meč pravdy 14 - Oddělené duše – Goodkind Terry

He drew the sword from its sheath, his fury igniting the moment his hand touched the hilt. A characteristic ringing sound echoed, and within seconds, all the guards of the First Circle rushed to him. Richard stood, breathing heavily, searching for where to direct his anger. He scanned the moonlit scene in detail, looking for a cause, a threat, an explanation. He saw nothing unusual except for his grandfather, lying headless in the middle of a moonlit glade on soft moss, surrounded by ferns. Zeddicus Zul Zorander – first-order wizard – deadly storm: MURDERED He stared in disbelief at the hilt of Kahlan's long dagger, which protruded from her chest. She was not breathing, staring into the void. "No!" he shouted again as all three mord-sith tried to pull him away together. Richard had seen many dead in his life to know that Kahlan was dead, yet he still couldn't comprehend it. It couldn't be true. He knew it couldn't be true. Not Kahlan. "Richard!" Nicci shouted at him, tears streaming down her face. "Let me, please, let me see if I can still do something! Let me to her, please! Step back!" Not even three mord-sith could pull him away. Kahlan Amnell – Mother Confessor – war queen:…