-- A-a! Mother Void! -- a genuinely frightened guard stumbles back as he barely opens the door, but the sergeant kicks him inside. When the entire group is inside, they find only one man sitting motionless in the center of the room, his bald head gleaming in the moonlight.
-- She knew you were coming. And she is afraid, -- he says impassively.
- What is she afraid of? Just retribution? All criminals are afraid of it. You and your "heroes" are only brave with defenseless people... But as soon as the time comes to "pay the price," then...
- And who are you? The "right hand" in all this... I don't know... Who are you, anyway?
Ничто не возникает из ничего и ничто не пропадает бесследно.
Если где-то чего-то убудет, то в другом месте добавится.
(Закон сохранения).