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And unlike people, Others could afford to wait for generations. Their work went on for centuries… at least the work of the Light Ones did. It was easy for the Dark Ones to make the changes they wanted to peoples’ minds. The path of Darkness was always shorter than the path of Light. Shorter, easier, more fun. “Anton Gorodetsky,” someone said behind his back. Someone speaking a language that was obviously not his own, but which he knew perfectly. And with that intonation that was quite impossible to confuse with anybody else. The aloof, slightly bored intonation of the Inquisitors. Anton turned round, nodded, and held out his hand. The Inquisitor looked like a Czech. A tall man of indetermi-nate age in a warm, gray raincoat, and a woollen beret with an amusing hat pin with a design of hunting horns, weapons, and a deer’s head. 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They set off along a narrow little street, gradually moving farther and farther away from the idle tourists. “How was your flight, Anton?” Witezslav inquired. “Have you had a rest, some lunch?” “Yes, thank you, everything’s fine.” A show of politeness from an Inquisitor, even if it was strictly formal, was a pleasant surprise. “Do you require any assistance from the office?” Anton shook his head, quite certain that Witezslav would sense the movement, even though he was walking in front. “That’s good,” the Inquisitor replied in the same indifferent voice, but quite sincerely. “There’s so much work to do… The office coming to Prague is a great event for us. We feel very proud. But our department is very small and there’s a lot of work to do.” “As I understand it, the Inquisition hasn’t had to intervene very often in Prague?” cheap mbt shoes “That’s right. The Watches here are law-abiding. They don’t violate the Treaty very much.” That’s right, thought Anton. The Inquisition’s job had always been to resolve disagreements between the Watches, but crimes committed by individual Others were dealt with by the Watches. The atmosphere of a normal European country was hardly likely to have a pacifying effect on the Dark Ones. But within the framework of an organization they’d learned to respect the law. Or at least to break it less obviously. “The Tribunal session to consider the case of Igor Teplov, magician of the second level, will commence tomorrow evening,” said Witezslav. An mbt ton appreciated the <a href="http://www.skechershoessale.com/mbt-kisumu-c-487.html"><strong>mbt kisumu sale</strong></a> fact that he had used Igor’s full name and given his status as a magician, and also the statement that the session would “commence” and not “take place.” That meant the Inquisition hadn’t reached any conclusions yet. 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Absolutely idiotic.” The Inquisitor obviously didn’t suffer from an excess of tact. “As far as I’m aware, Anton, you are still extremely young…” He drove the car out into the street, carefully and smoothly. Of course, he didn’t ask what hotel Anton was staying in—he didn’t need to. He said, “You probably have certain illusions concerning the nature of the Inquisition and what kind of Others work in it. So allow me to explain a few things to you. The Inquisition is not a third force, as many ordinary members of the Watches believe. And we don’t become some special kind of Others who aren’t connected to the Darkness or the Light… We are simply Inquisitors. Selected from those Dark and Light Others who for various reasons have come to realize the absolute necessity of the Treaty and the truce between the Watches. Yes mbts , we do possess certain information that you in the Watches don’t have… apart, perhaps, from the very greatest magicians. And believe me, Anton Gorodetsky, when I tell you there is nothing comforting in what we know. We are obliged to stand on guard over the Treaty. Do you understand?” “I’m trying to understand,” said Anton. “I’m a vampire,” Witezslav repeated. “An absolutely genuine Higher Vampire who has often killed young girls… that’s the most correct energetic…” “Please don’t lecture me on the physiology of vampires,” said Anton. “I find it unpleasant, believe me.” Witezslav nodded, keeping his eyes fixed firmly on the road. Anton suddenly realized that the car was still new—it was well taken care of. The Inquisitor was clearly proud of it… “Well then, I don’t possess a soul, and I’m not even alive in the sense that Light Ones use that word,” said Witezslav. “I regard the cause of the Light as a naive, dangerous, and frequently criminal doctrine. And on the other hand, I sympathize with the cause of the Darkness. 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