The fear of tragic doom forces you to act as quickly as possible.

You act instinctively, straining all the capabilities of your body...

In an infinitesimal moment, your attention is drawn to something that can become the instrument of your salvation.

Hand…

A severed bloody hand that lies next to you on the floor...

This hand holds a weapon!

Ignoring your disgust, you manage to snatch a short iron sword from a lifeless palm.

This is very timely...

Because in a split second, a deadly curved steel blade is rapidly flying towards your face.

You barely have time to bring the blade of a short iron sword to parry this powerful blow.

The **** of this blow is staggeringly great...

You were able to avoid dropping your weapon only because you held the hilt of the short iron sword with both hands.

The doppelganger's disgusting face twists into an evil grimace.

His non-human frightening voice exudes furious hatred: “Pathetic nitwit... Your attempts to survive are doomed... Your degraded brain is simply not able to comprehend the power of the forces that I serve! Although you ruined the secrecy of my work, you did not take into account that I still have the option of killing all witnesses! Ha! Ha! »

Warriors in iron mail continue to make attempts to divert the monster's attention from you. They again attack the doppelganger from several sides at once. Several blows of their short iron swords come into contact with the surface of the luxurious dark lamellar armor...

Unfortunately, iron blades cannot penetrate this strong armor...

In response, the monster makes a quick circular swing with its curved steel sword-shamshir...

The wave-shaped blade's steel strikes the warriors' bodies again, cutting through the surface of the iron chainmails.

One warrior was wounded in the left shoulder. He retreats in fear. Blood flows in a strong stream from the disgusting laceration. The young warrior man throws his weapon on the floor and tries to cover the wound with his right hand.

But we can say that, compared to others, this guy is still lucky...

The other two warriors are much worse: one of them received a powerful blow to the face with the tip of a shamshir sword - this guy fell to the floor, his face was covered in blood, instead of a chin there was some kind of bloody mess; another warrior tried extremely unsuccessfully to parry the enemy’s blow - the blade of the enemy’s sword slid to the side and cut the throat of this warrior (another lifeless corpse falls to the floor next to you).

The sound of weapons and screams of pain fill the space around you...

There are panicky thoughts in your head: “This doppelganger is too strong... Can he really kill everyone who is here, including me?!”

Indeed, the appearance of the remaining warriors does not inspire optimism at all...

These five guys clearly look scared, they no longer make any attempt to attack the monster, which is armed with an extremely dangerous weapon that can easily pierce iron chain mail.

The warriors try to keep their distance from the doppelganger...

One of them sheathes a short iron sword, takes out a small crossbow from behind his back and begins to load it.

The doppelganger's reaction is lightning fast...

The monster jumps towards this warrior, quickly parrying the clumsy blows of iron swords with its blade.

A quick swing of a curved, wave-shaped steel blade...

A short, downward slash.

A second later you see that the crossbow has been cut in half by a steel blade.

The unlucky shooter's palm is severed and falls to the floor.

The cries of pain of a mutilated warrior.

Another of the warriors, dressed in iron chain mail, is trying to escape.

In vain.

The doppelganger strikes the coward's head with the pommel of his sword. The warrior loses his balance and falls from a high stone wall.

The three remaining warriors slowly retreat to the door that leads inside one of the towers.

Your enemy turns in your direction again.

His ugly smile strikes terror into your mind.

Huge eyes without pupils, having a disgusting dull yellowish tint, look straight into your face.

From the wide mouth of a monster with many small needle-shaped fangs of a light bluish tint, sadistic words come out: “Now the time has come for you to die, animal!”

The monster jumps towards you.

You try to crawl away as far as possible. The blood flowing from the stumps of the bodies stains your body and your clothes. Unfortunately there is not enough space here: on this wall there are only small positions for warriors with long-range weapons. This space is bordered on both sides by two high towers.

You almost crawl to the door of one of the towers.

The door is closed!

Meanwhile, the monster is quickly moving towards you...

A young knight in a steel cuirass rushes to block the movement of the doppelganger. He swings a small steel war hammer. Steel blunt weapons can have the effectiveness...

However, you can see that the knight's movements, due to the heavy steel cuirass, are slightly slower than the doppleganger's movements.

The monster dodges several blows from a steel war hammer.

The counter attacks of the curved steel sword-shamshir also do not have much success. The knight's powerful steel armor can easily withstand the blows of this deadly wave-shaped blade.

You are already thinking that you have a little time to escape...

You manage to get to your feet, your palms are stained with blood, you are clutching the hilt of a short iron sword.

Suddenly the doppelganger makes a quick jump. His feet stand on top of one of the fortress battlements, which are designed to cover the positions of archers.

Blade strike.

The handle of the steel hammer blocks this blow.

However, the knight clearly did not take something into account...

The Doppelganger only wields his weapon with his right hand. His left hand is free...

The monster delivers a quick stabbing blow with the claws of its left hand directly to the knight's face.

Unfortunately, due to the fact that the visor of the knight's closed helmet was raised, this sneaky blow from the monster reached its target.

The knight's mutilated face is filled with a stream of blood...

He staggers back, losing his balance...

A careless step.

A young knight falls from a high wall.

You see this...

And you think you're doomed.

The disgusting face of the doppelganger depicts a grimace of sadistic pleasure: “What awkwardness! Ha! Ha! I'm so sorry... I'm sorry that this knight didn't find out that I fucked his wife by taking on his own form! This slutty bitch moaned and squealed as my big dick penetrated the depths of her wet slutty cunt again and again! However, enough words... Now you’ll die, you pathetic weakling!”

He swings his curved steel sword, shamshir, wide.

The length of this blade is long enough to reach your body now...

You are preparing to somehow confront the monster. Your trembling hands tighten their grip on the hilt of your short iron sword.

But in the depths of your consciousness you understand that you have almost no chance of defeating someone who could single-handedly confront ten warriors and kill many of them.

Suddenly the sound of an arrow flying reaches your ears...

The next second, a sharp bronze arrowhead pierces the temple of the doppleganger's ugly, swollen bald skull.

Then another arrow pierces through the monster's throat.

The doppelganger's body falls at your feet.

You look at him in shock.

After a few moments, the convulsions of his lifeless body stop.

You look in bewilderment in the direction from which the arrows were flying.

Your gaze sees on a small hill, which is located hundreds of meters from the walls of the Hawk Hill estate, the silhouette of a person familiar to you.

This is the centaur Roth.

In his hands is a small curved bone bow made from the horns of a steppe auroch.

Luckily for you, centaurs are skilled and accurate archers (after all, nomadic life in the steppe is quite dangerous).

You sigh heavily, looking around the scene of the bloody carnage.

Three surviving warriors, clad in iron chainmails, are approaching you.

One of them asks: “What will be your orders, honorable sir Stefan?”

You say wearily: “We need to remove and bury the bodies of the dead. Organize medical care for those who were injured. The doppelganger's body to undress and to put on public display - a gallows is a good place for this. Let the centaur into the estate. Remember that he is my friend. He will help me... I'm not sure that our problems are limited to just one monster..."

There are disturbing thoughts in your head: "Father said that he will return in three days... If there are still dangers in the estate, then I should remain vigilant. And one more thing: how did this vile doppelganger get into the estate? Is it possible that someone helped him?"