Curse of the Necromancer

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      Everyone was a little surprised to see who said it.       “Mikey, are you sure?” — Leo looked at him with an awesome face.       “Excellent…” — Rafael rolled his eyes, his voice became deep and bass. — “I wanted to…” — he crossed his arms and looked at the younger with fury.       “Late!” — Mikey stuck his tongue out to Raf — “Wait your turn!”       At this, Raf bared his teeth and growled, and Amli, standing behind Lara, slowly blushed.       “Hey sister? What are you blushing?” — mentally conveyed Oliver, looking at Ammy. “Do you like Mikey? Are you embarrassed to see him in battle? His muscles?” — his voice became more and more malicious.       “Oliver!!! Enough!!!” — Ammi is indignant mentally at his brother, blushing even more.       “All the same it is so!” — the brother continues to mentally mock the younger sister.       “In fact, he wants to show Amli what he can do…” came the voice of his father in the heads of his brother and sister.       “Oooh… How hot it gets! Well, sister, I will do you a favor. You will see him in all racks.” — smiled Oliver, throwing the sword over his shoulder, imagining what he would do to embarrass his sister.       “Oliver, if you do this… I will crack you with my wing, so I will bump you into the wall!” — the voice of the youngest was serious, but embarrassed, she looked at her brother with displeasure and embarrassment at the same time. He just smiled.       “It’s not scary for me.” — just smiling looked at the small one.       “Then, I will ask you to be imprinted on the wall by Lara! She certainly will not refuse it…” — smiled the youngest.       “And this is already against the rules!” — the elder looked frightened at the younger, to which she smiled slyly.       “Master nunchak,” — made “pistols” from her fingers Lara and pointed at Mikey, while looking at the floor, — “against the master of the sword?” — transferred the “weapon” to Oliver. — “I have not seen this yet…” — looked at the first, then at the second.       “Shall we start?” — twisted the sword in his hand, Oliver, going into the ring shell forward.       “Yes!” — Mikey screamed and in one jump was in the ring.       “It was high time…” — Raf muttered displeasedly, crossing his arms, sat down on the bench. He was unhappy that he did not have time to break free to fight and show Lara what he was capable of. Ammy wanted to leave, but she grabbed Talen by the hand and set her in the middle, between herself and Donnie.       The battle has begun.       Mikey took a detour, approaching Oliver. He smiled slyly and went to meet the “opponent”, taking acceleration. Mikey seized the moment and when Oliver ran very close to strike, he abruptly lowered himself and turned around, sitting almost on his haunches, put his leg in a turn, knocking the sword master down. Oliver was a little surprised, but throwing his sword back and leaning on the tip, he did a somersault backward, in flight, grabbing Mikey by the neck with his legs and throwing him to the floor. There was a loud bang on the floor.       Amly shuddered from this, inside there was a feeling of some guilt that he went because of her and suffered so much, there was also a fear that his brother might break Mikey.       “Oof…” Leo and Donnie flinched. — “He volunteered in vain…”       “Right! You should have gone after me! " — laughing, said Raphael, crossing his arms and leaning his shell against the wall.       Lara looked at the rebel out of the corner of her eye, his words embarrassed her for some reason, but what happened in the ring made her look away from her lover and look at the fight in surprise.       Mikey nunchakami took Oliver’s legs in the ring and pulled him sharply towards himself, finally knocking him to the floor. Because of this, Oliver’s sword in flight slipped out of his hands and flew spinning at the seated ones.       The sword flew at the girls, from which Amli climbed down from the bench to the floor in time, and on the sides, sitting Lara and Talena, lay down on their knees next to them, sitting Rafa and Donnie, thereby dodging the sword that had stuck into the wall. The guys blushed, as did the girls, shells on the laps of the guys. Although they all looked only at the sword in the wall.       Oliver and Mikey turned pale themselves, having stopped fighting. Mikey was scared for Ammy, suddenly hurt her or something. Oliver was afraid for all the sisters in general, because it was his sword and his “sin” that he did not hold it tightly, although it was not on purpose.       Amly was sitting on the floor shaking slightly, the older sisters were red and shaking not lightly, but strongly, because they were more afraid for the younger one.       “Oliver!!! Mikey!!!” — Lara shouted in a harsh and rough voice, rising from Raphael’s knees. — “Now, I’ll kick your asses as it should!!!” — growled, stretched her fists so that they crunched and, she rammed at the “fighters”.       Talena looked at Donnie, who, blushing, was looking at her, and blushing, she abruptly stood up.       “Uh… M… Sorry… Just… Reaction… Self-preservation…” — she blushed even more. Donnie, without stopping to blush, looked at her, embarrassed and a little surprised.       Talena, realizing what she said, covered her face with the ends of her mask. Donnie rubbed the back of his head uncertainly and was about to say something, how…       “What’s going on here?!” — with a displeased look, the father entered the dojo, who left for a couple of minutes after his fight. Seeing the picture: the son’s sword in the wall and Lara, ramming towards Mikey and her son. With the help of his power of telepathy, he climbed into the head of the eldest daughter Venus and looked at what was happening here. Dariyasa followed him immediately, she was very surprised by the situation.       Lara already took Oliver by the strap tied over his shoulder and swung to hit him in the face.       “Not in the face!” Oliver yelled at once.       “No! Exactly there!” — here her fist is already flying into her brother’s eye, but when she heard her father’s menacing voice, she abruptly stopped her fist right near the bridge of the nose of the master of swords, who had already closed his eyes in anticipation of the blow. She involuntarily let go of her brother and stood at attention.       The guys in the ring immediately stood up and lowered their heads, swallowing. Orimura walked up to him.       “Dad, I’ll explain everything.” — Lara began.       “No.” — from the sharp voice of Orimur Lara shuddered. — “Oliver, I will have a separate conversation with you.” — the father looks sternly at his son, from which his hands are shaking slightly.       “For today, training and sparring are over…” — the father looked at everyone, Raf was unhappy with these words, but he had no choice but to agree.       “And put everything in order.” — added the mother, standing next to her husband.       “Yes.” — the children nodded, not looking up from the floor.       “Olive…” — the father looks at his son.       The brother shuddered and looked at father.       “Yes …” — swallowed.       “Let’s go…” — turned to the exit of Orimur. — “A conversation awaits you in the meditation room.” — went to the exit.       “Yes…” — Oliver answered briefly and followed his father.       “Wow… Well, you will get it…” — Lara winced when her brother walked past her.       “Yes, I know…” — went out of the dojo for Father Olivier       “I already feel sorry for him…” — Lara’s sympathetic look.       “Yes, I agree with you”. — Talena approached her.       “Mikey… I did not expect this from you…” — the rebel patted the joker on the shoulder. — “Not bad…”       “Well, thanks. But you didn’t get the battle!” — the younger smiled maliciously, from which he immediately received a slap on the head.       “Okay… It was cool! Mikey, well done! Now, if the sword hadn’t already flew at us… It would have been absolutely unique!” — Amli approached the whole crowd, or rather jumped into it.       “Well, it has begun…” — Lara rolled her eyes — “Now half an hour will be admiration…” — at that moment Ven nudged her with an elbow.       “Lar? What are you doing? Let it be… They are such a cute couple.” — looks at sister Ven mentally communicating with her.       “On the ribs!!!” — closed the eyes of the rebel, sighing deeply, took hold of the place where the older one shoved her.       “Oh… I’m sorry… I forgot that your ribs were beaten off…” — Venus lowered her eyes.       “Wow, I’ll you this next time, I’ll forget…” — Lara conveyed her thoughts in a threatening voice, looking indignantly at her sister. To which she nervously smiled.       “Let’s go to the forest!” — stirred the crowd of mutants with her voice Amli.       “Why? Not a bad idea, I don’t mind.” — Talen threw up her hands.       “Guys?” Ven looked at them. They nodded.       “We’ll also tell you what we promised.” — the rebel went to the exit.       “Let’s go!!!” Amli squeaked in anticipation.       “Okay, okay, not scream!” — everyone closed their ears.       Everyone left their dojo and headed for the exit, the girls grabbed some food. Everyone went into the forest…

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