Fantasy - continuation of the novella based on the game "NINJA WARRIOR".

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  Hello friends. In today's issue
 continuation of the novella based on the game "NINJA WAR-
 RIOR".

  I was in a hurry and I was in the mood
 I have a cool character. Without paying attention
 mania on the order of my fed-up
 Ron, I ran...
  Once again something is flying from a tree
 lo and I decided to swing the piece of iron at all
 what a chance. After the operation I performed
 radios for separating excess body parts from
 pernik, it was not possible
 determine his clan affiliation,
 since the poor fellow's head rolled away
 to the bushes, and this is the only part of those
 la, by which you can determine who
 is there a who? Okay, don't bother yourself
 such problems - God bless him -
 rushes, otherwise it’s already like ZILOG in my head
 warmed up. Having thrown the corpse into the bushes, I sent
 curled further.
  Suddenly, what a misfortune, I heard ahead
 there was the shuffling of holey soles. With a scream
 “For Stalin!” - and with a saber in my hand, I
 rushed there, but suddenly braked sharply
 My hands limply dropped the sword and I whispered,
 Tal: "There was a mistake." Past me, pick me up
 May the dust, Some old man rushed by.
 Judging by his outfit, he's a monk.  Stop
 he clearly didn't mean to. "Am I really like that?
 scary in COMBAT MODE? "Annoyed-
 new (my karma has decreased), I went
 to the place where the monk appeared, with
 prayer: "If only Ididn't fail on it -
 Xia."
  Apparently God heeded my prayers, and the bridge,
 which I stepped on, did not fail, but
 they just creaked in warning
 boards under my feet. Behind the bridge I'm at
 marked a couple of trees, from one of which
 The “well-wisher” immediately jumped off. By
 a long-established habit, I first
 I hit, and then I ask: “Who? ". Here
 and now I have not deviated from my principles
 pov... Jumping from trees has become more common
 no one.
  Immediately behind the trees the bonds ran into the mountains -
 what a path, but it takes me there
 don't lure me in - I've been afraid of heights since childhood.
 Turning your head 360 degrees relative
 Actually the paths (like that?), I became
 try on how to jump over more deftly
 a puddle that opened up to my gaze beyond the path
 Overcoming this dangerous car with honor
 we are a site, I entered the forest. "What awaits
 me in it? - a whirlwind flashed through me
 in my head...

         To be continued.