Ace Guardian switched off, and at that moment the third echelon of enemy forces changed the direction of movement. The enemy squadrons made maximum acceleration towards the second focus of the battle, and in their place only the flagship dreadnought of the Immortal remained, surrounded by a dozen guard cruisers. The overall energy balance at its location corresponded to a region of space in which nothing prevented the occurrence of a quark reaction. Thorbrand listened to the distant, rough imprint of man-made energy and again suppressed a flash of rage. Not now. The immortal knows that he will again escape unpunished, and therefore boldly provokes an attack. His third echelon will soon join the second, and their combined forces will increase. The reserve of the Shining Ones will begin to suffer losses, and this, according to the Immortal’s plan, should drive the commander of the Shining Ones crazy. And then the Shining One will send a melee Torch to destroy the Immortal’s flagship in order to deprive his troops of control. And the fire support battleships will remain unguarded. This means that the hidden forces of the Dark Ones must already be somewhere nearby. They will launch a surprise attack on the battleships, and if you're lucky, the Light will be destroyed by a quark explosion. But all this is just a cover. The ruler of the Grays has conceived another meanness.

Eirik, lying in the opposite part of the central compartment, felt an impulse of rage coming from his owner and jumped to his paws. The mighty griffin listened to the Search Crystal, but did not find an enemy nearby and lay down in place. Thorbrand lit the glow of the Pet Crystal for the pet and said quietly:

- Prepare to accelerate.

Hearing the familiar command, Eirik climbed into the interweaving of energies and curled up into a ball as usual. War animals are not able to merge with the ship's contours and prefer to sleep once inside the landing glow. But Eirik had an increased attachment to the energy flow of his owner and often felt the flow of the cosmic battle. In order not to disturb the beast, I had to put it to sleep myself. Thorbrand poured a small stream of energy into the pet’s energy circuit, putting the griffin to sleep, and again listened to the flow of cosmic energies. The thoughts of the Immortal cannot be listened to, his avatar is controlled by the technologies of the higher Dark Worlds, but the shadow of their energies can be seen and followed by it to his planetoid of Immortality. But to detect a shadow, you must have time to get close to the Immortal, and the Rulers of the Grays know about this. Therefore, they destroy their avatar at the slightest sign of a threat. Until now it has not been possible to take them by surprise; there are still too few Aces in the military caste.

– I feel the work of the refractive fields of the Dark Ones! – The general network of Guardians brought a report from one of the battleships. – At least seven hundred prints. Slowly approaching.

“I confirm,” picked up the next Guardian, also from the battleship squadron. – The dark ones are somewhere nearby, trying to get to our rear.

“I detect a slowdown in the movement of prints,” followed another report. – The enemy’s hidden fleet stops.

– They are frightened by the presence of the Light. – Thorbrand listened to the imprints of alien energy collected by the Guardian’s network. Covered by refraction fields, the Dark fleet stopped moving and raised the camouflage mode to maximum. Usually in such cases, the troops of the Immortals become almost undetectable, and they can be found not so much by the traces of the work of the refractive fields, but by the energy imprints of man-made devices in the general flow of the surrounding space. However, now the Guardians clearly saw frequency sweeps of the refractive fields, which indicated that high quality enemy camouflage equipment. The Dark Ones have more serious technologies. This means that Immortal saved money on this fleet as well. Well, it's time to find out what he's up to.

“Commander Askjold,” Thorbrand called the reserve commander, “report the situation.”

“The enemy carried out an encirclement maneuver and cut us off from the main forces of the squadron. – The Communication Crystal lit the image of a relative. - We're holding on for now. Four dead, many wounded, half of the interceptors were badly damaged and returned on board. Three cruisers are on the verge of losing steam, one is shot down.

- We're starting a counterattack. – Thorbrand switched the Light to the “battle to the death” mode. – Battleships to transfer fire to the enemy’s second echelon. “Daaria” and “Ariste” do not leave the invisibility mode until contact with the enemy. “Daaria”, your target is the Dark Ones’ saboteurs. "Arista", help Askjold. I will take care of the Immortal and join the main forces. We are working when ready!

A clot of inky-black radiant energy with a Light inside instantly gained thirty times the speed of a photon and pierced the boundless infinity of space. The sectors engulfed in seething battle were left behind, and the marks of the Immortal's dreadnought and his bodyguards loomed ahead. Thorbrand felt the emanations of panic horror emanating from the Grays, and a single energy flow solar system trembled, feeling the start of the quark reaction. The Light, blazing with bottomless blackness, instantly changed direction to the opposite, and a huge piece of space boiled with the unbridled rage of enraged elementary particles. Everything around was covered with a gray haze of crumbling space, and an all-consuming stream of destructive energy crashed into the Light. But the infinitely strong blow collided with the infinite power of the combat Ace, dispersed by the mighty Crystals, and the gigantic all-crushing ram admitted defeat in front of its brother, the same Son of the Great Flash. The equipment driven by the energy of Asa, created by the wisdom of millions of generations of the Shining Ones, redirected the incoming destructive force to the revival of the matter it had devoured, and the space around the Light began to restore stability.

Help for the Dark Ones came at the end of the day, when not even a quarter of the payroll remained of their first fleet. The Second Fleet planned to exit hyperspace much closer to Arctida, and Thorbrand was forced to split his forces. He left strike groups to finish off the remnants of the enemy, took the aircraft carriers out of the battle, and with the combined impulse of the super-powerful Crystals of three ships of the White Death class, knocked out the approaching enemy fleet from hyperspace in the distant orbit of Yarna. The enemy's fresh forces consisted entirely of Blacks who went to fight on their own ships, which only confirmed previous assumptions. The Immortal diverts the attention of the Shining Ones from some secret operation. The black fleet did not pose a serious threat, but its numbers were large, and the battle dragged on. By noon of the next day, the third fleet of the Immortal arrived at Yarna, and had to be met from the opposite side of the system. The Immortal himself, contrary to expectations, was not among the military leaders of the third fleet, and this was even more alarming. All fleets went into hyper until the Immortal lost his avatar. Since the third fleet arrived without him, it means that the Ruler of the Grays was sending fleets to their death from the very beginning.

The anthracite-black spot of the Light pierced a bunch of enemy squadrons forcibly falling out into real space, and the Distorters struck. A dozen and a half multi-deck monsters studded with gun ports froze motionless against the background of the rest of the steel giants and began to slowly crumble into dust. The torch with a high-speed jerk moved to the left, occupying the center of the enemy formation, and the Distorters worked again. This time, three times as many enemy ships came under attack, and Thorbrand, with afterburner acceleration, brought Svetoch out of the retaliatory strike zone. The mighty combat Ace made a combat turn and rushed into the next attack, activating the ship's Long-Range Communication Crystal. Thorbrand sent a call to the operational duty officer for the combined group awaiting orders in the Arkoln system, and the Distorters disintegrated the next group target into atoms.

- Operational in touch.

– Roda Fornar squadron – combat alert. Objective: arrive in the Yarna system to destroy the enemy. – Thorbrand smashed to pieces a couple of dreadnoughts that were on the afterburner line with a ramming blow. – We need to finish here as quickly as possible, I will open a zero transition through four parts. This attack by the Immortal is a diversionary maneuver. The rest of the group should continuously monitor hyperspace. Maintain constant contact with patrol groups. If the Dark Ones are planning to strike the main blow, then now is the time for this.

Svetoch carried out two more attacks and left the battle with superluminal acceleration. The admiral of the enemy's third fleet, which had completed entering real space, received information about the losses already suffered and made a predictable decision - to make his way to join the rest of the Dark forces. Given the high numbers, he will succeed, and the combined remnants of the three fleets with the forces of one squadron will have to be destroyed for too long. Thorbrand brought the Light out of the “battle to the death” mode, and the ball, flashing with a dazzling starlight, rushed towards the sun. The light reached the photosphere of the star and stopped, accelerating its own glow to an exorbitant value. A few moments are a single whole, consisting of a powerful warship and the mighty fighting Ace, absorbed generous streams of solar radiation, overflowing with energy. The energy circuit of the Shining One recorded the state complete rest, and Thorbrand directed his personal flow to the Zero Transition Crystal. The most powerful equipment boiled with tight entanglements of energies, the super complex atomic structure vibrated, increasing resonant vibrations, and after an elusively short time it formed a peak impact. At the point indicated by the consciousness of the combat Ace outer space The ripples of dark matter turned inside out trembled, and in the middle of the icy void a vertical mirror of the zero transition appeared.

A moment later, a flight of interceptors burst out of it, conducting reconnaissance of the arrival point, and after them the shining spheres of the battleships of the family squadron poured out. The Dark Ones noticed the new forces of the Shining Ones and rushed to break through, trying to make a hyperjump before this became completely impossible. Few succeeded in their plan; the majority of enemy combat units did not have time to overcome the blockade of the jump established by a single network of Guardians. After two parts, the network grew tenfold, and the enemy fleet finally lost its organization. The Dark Ones' ships rushed in all directions, trying to escape somehow, and their search and destruction dragged on until midnight. But during all this time the main attack of the Dark Ones never came.

“The raid groups carrying out patrols are in constant contact,” the Operations reported, “two full circles of strike groups went on a free search six hours ago, every sixteen units we contact the allies whose Lands are in our zone of responsibility.” Everywhere is quiet. For the fifth day everything is calm. Contact Fleet Headquarters? Maybe the Dark Ones struck far from us?

- Doesn't make sense. – Thorbrand, who had merged with the Light, thoughtfully looked at the snow-covered surface of Arctida, whitening in the distance straight ahead. – Why launch a diversionary strike here in order to attack where it won’t even be noticed? If the Immortal did not intend to disperse the forces of our group, it means that he carried out the operation specifically in the Yarna system. Another circle of Hunters came here to strengthen those already there. Let them search the system twice. Deliver all units of combat pards and griffins to Arctida by morning. At dawn we begin searching for saboteurs on the surface of the Earth. For the combined group, the combat alert is cleared. Return the strike groups from the search, and the raid groups continue patrolling according to the combat schedule.

The operative confirmed the reception and disconnected. Thorbrand listened to the overall energy flow of the solar system. The squadrons regrouped, taking up positions in the Yarna system, and a stream of ships in need of repair was heading towards Arctida. Several medical evacuation complexes with wounded on board left orbit and began to descend, and high activity was observed on the frequencies of the Healer caste. The Communication Crystal accepted the incoming impulse, and the image of Guardian Radomir flashed in the mind.

– For the glory of the Race! – The gray-haired old man gave a short salute. - Congratulations on your victory, mighty king! The Healer caste has already distributed the wounded to hospitals; the Masters will begin repairing the ships as soon as the damaged equipment reaches orbit. From all over Arctida the same question comes from the Shining Ones: “How many warriors died?” You didn't broadcast the fight.

- For glory! - Thorbrand answered. “Half a circle of warriors died; in the first phase of the battle they had to take the blow of an enemy who was significantly superior in strength. We have many wounded, more than two hundred.

“Two hundred and thirty-six,” the Guardian Ace clarified. – We contacted the crews of the sanitary evacuation complexes. The Healer Caste of Arctida will get everyone back on their feet, you can leave the wounded here if their transportation to the fleet base is not necessary.

- Is not. The squadrons will remain in the Yarna system for some time. - Thorbrand bowed his head in a short bow: - The combined group is grateful to the infinitely wise civilian castes of Arctida for their prompt assistance. This will seriously speed up our preparation for subsequent battles.

“This is the least we could do in the name of the Motherland and the Race,” Radomir answered. – Is there anything else we can do to help the warrior caste?

– We did not broadcast because this attack was led by the Immortal. – The torch reached the orbit of Arctida and slowly ran around the snow-covered Earth. “We suspected a secret plan on his part.” The attack was repulsed, the enemy was destroyed, but the Immortal's plan was not revealed. In the morning we begin the search for saboteurs in Arctida; units of combat animals are already on their way. Let the Caste Council warn the population about this.

– Did the Dark Ones land saboteurs on Arctida? – The gray-haired Ace frowned anxiously. – None of the Life Riverers felt the appearance of low-energy Entities. This means that the Dark Ones sent robots. The Creator caste will help organize the search.

Sergey Tarmashev

Ancient. Background. Book three

“There is enough light for those who want to see, and enough darkness for those who don’t.”

Pascal

Chapter first

957600 years ago, four-dimensional layer of the Universe, high-energy space, boundary spiral arm of the Borderline galaxy, Yarn star system, 12 hours 70 parts according to the time system of the Radiant civilization

The first echelon of the enemy fleet fired a salvo, and the consciousness dispersed by the Tracking Crystal automatically made a calculation. Four million homing torpedoes. It’s rather weak for such a fleet, which means the Dark Ones have something else in store. Hovering in the glow of the Svetochka combat post, Torbrand contacted the unified circuit of the Guardians:

– Look for hidden enemy forces. I feel the presence of more low energy Entities than we observe. “Daaria” and “Ariste” do not leave the invisibility mode. Destroy the battleships with a torpedo salvo. Strike groups prepare for attack. Reserve wait for my command.

The single command contour was colored with short impulses from the commanders confirming receipt of the order, and the squadron of battleships, spread out in the cosmic night like a gigantic shining necklace, fired a response salvo. The torpedo ocean, rushing at near-light speed, was crushed by a region of extreme gravity that suddenly appeared on the way, and the approaching wave of bursting snake-like silhouettes was replaced by a gigantic flash of many explosions, merging together. Thorbrand sent out a short pulse on the fleet's command frequency, and the strike groups began their attack, instantly taking off at an acceleration thirty times the photon's current speed. The first echelon of the enemy did not have the technological capabilities to prevent the approach and a moment later found itself in the clinch zone. The Shining strike cruisers, using their superior speed, quickly mixed with the enemy's battle formations, and a hot glow of explosions flared up in the middle of the icy vacuum. Streams of antimatter overwhelmed the enemy flotillas, turning multi-deck monsters studded with guns into blinding photon flares, and the number of the first echelon of the enemy fleet began to gradually decline. The second and third echelons of the Dark Ones began to retreat at full speed, demonstrating their intention to find the boundary of the area of ​​\u200b\u200bspace within which the Shining Ones had blocked the possibility of hyperjumping. On the surface this seemed reasonable. The Dark Ones' fleet outnumbered the Shining Ones twenty-fold, which actually meant a complete victory for the Shining Ones, and the enemy admiral saw no point in losing his forces in vain. The first echelon of the Dark, as usual, consisted of representatives of the Black race, the rest of the enemy units belonged to the Grays, so the admiral’s decision to sacrifice Aliens to save his own at first glance looked quite expected.

“The dark ones are planning to lure us into a trap,” Thorbrand’s energy flow carried no emotions. - Let's play along with them. The reserves should begin a flanking maneuver. The task is to bypass the battle, start a pursuit and pin down the enemy’s second echelon in battle. Do not go into a region of space that allows the launch of a quark reaction. Attack!

The reserve strike groups instantly picked up speed and rushed after the retreating enemy. As a result of both attacks, the network of Fleet Guardians merged together spread far beyond the sector, and reports followed almost immediately:

– I see the radiation of a quark charge! One low-power charge installed on a second-tier flagship battleship!

- I confirm! The spectral response is clear. Imitation is excluded.

– Another quark charge on the third-tier flagship! This is a Gray dreadnought, I'll give you the backlight.

– I confirm the compliance of the emissions. The flagship dreadnought has a high-power charge.

– I see the radiation of the Immortal! The Avatar is located on the third-tier dreadnought along with a quark landmine. It is moving at full speed towards the region of free launch of the quark reaction.

“You can’t pursue an immortal,” Thorbrand merged with the general energy flow of the solar system and listened to the radiation emanating from the avatar. – Until a special command, do not pay attention to the third echelon of the enemy. Guardians, is there new data on the hidden forces of the Dark Ones?

“Not yet,” the Guardian from “Daaria”, who heads the general network, answered for everyone. - Are looking for.

The reserve strike groups overtook the second echelon of the Dark Ones, and a second center of battle broke out in deep space. There the overall balance of forces was equal, and the Grays fought fiercely, probably counting on the help of the third echelon. But the third echelon was in no hurry to help and continued its retreat, maintaining a tight battle formation.

– I feel the radio communications of the Dark Ones! “The general network of Guardians sent a report from one of the reserve strike cruisers. – Admirals of the first and second echelons do not ask for support from their naval commander. I don’t see any panic among the Dark Ones.

- I confirm. – In the general network of the Guardians, an impulse arose from a cruiser fighting with the first echelon of the enemy. – Blacks have strong emotional imprints. They are waiting for some event and hoping for victory.

“The strike groups continue to fight in their previous positions,” Thorbrand ordered. - Let's wait.

There was no doubt from the very beginning that the Immortal had planned a trap. The Dark fleet moving in hyperspace towards the Yarna system was spotted at the moment it crossed the conventional front line. Suspecting a diversionary maneuver, Thorbrand took with him only a couple of aircraft carriers and the Arctida covering squadron, leaving the combined group in the far orbit of Arkoln in full combat readiness. The enemy was knocked out of hyper in the distant orbit of Yarna, and Thorbrand instantly felt the radiation of the Immortal, whom he had been trying to find for so long. Over the past centuries, he had encountered this Ruler of the Grays only twice, and both times he had failed to reach the enemy. The immortal exploded the avatar as soon as Torbrand's Torch rushed into attack acceleration, and was no longer interested in the fate of his troops. Now he encountered his sworn enemy for the third time, and the mighty will of the Shining One suppressed an attack of transcendental rage. It's not difficult to scare off Gray. It is more important to unravel his plan and destroy the enemy operation.

Only this time the enemy was planning something different from the usual attempts to break through the defenses of the Radiants. The forces in the Immortal's fleet were insufficient for such a strike from the very beginning. Two more fleets are moving here through hyperspace, but even with them the Dark Ones will not make their way to Arctida. As soon as they land large forces here, the entire combined group will arrive here, and no one will allow them to approach the living Earth anyway. Judging by the habits of the Dark Ones, this is a regular diversionary strike, and the main attack should be expected in another direction, where the enemy has sent super-large forces in the most covert hyperjump mode. It was not for nothing that the Immortal, having studied the quantitative composition of the Shining Ones squadron, began to retreat. And this is what gave Thorbrand the confidence that the Immortal was planning something else. For the sake of such a primitive operation, he would not have landed in the Yarna system personally; he would have sent one of his admirals. However, the Ruler of the Grays arrived here in person. Moreover, he put on a whole show: his fleet spilled out into real space in an almost disorderly heap, but before starting the retreat, the Immortal was not too lazy to line it up in battle formations. He managed to hide part of his forces immediately at the moment the fleet left hyperspace, therefore, he expected something like this in advance and prepared for it. This means that the Immortal is not going to just run away, he really wants to be noticed. They noticed and were distracted from something important, as happened once before.

- King Thorbrand! – The Communication Crystal formed a separate image of the Guardian from “Daariya”. – Civil Ace asks for communication. This is Guardian Radomir from the Arctida Caste Council. Miss a signal?

- Skip it. – The powerful Suppression Crystals of “Daariya” unlocked the possibility of long-distance communication for the signal coming from the living Earth, and the image of a gray-haired, harrier-like, two-thousand-year-old man flashed in Thorbrand’s mind. – Tender Sun to you, wise Radomir.

– Eternally shining stars, mighty Thorbrand! - Ace Guardian felt the flow of the ongoing battle and immediately got down to business: - Do you need the help of warriors? Raise a militia? I feel bad. Is Arctida in danger?

- We'll manage. – Thorbrand listened to the flow of energy flowing through space. “Moreover, it is necessary to ensure that not the slightest alarm arises on Arctida.” This is an unusual attack, and we need the enemy to be confident in complete security in orbit and on the surface of Arctida. Arctida is not in any danger in this battle. But your premonitions are not in vain. After the battle, I would like to speak with the Council.

“We will fulfill your request, valiant king,” the old man’s face, furrowed with deep wrinkles, darkened. – I feel the approach of a great disaster... The Council of Castes will be waiting for you in the central estate of the Life of the Crying from the Clan of Heavenly Azure. I'll send you the coordinates.

Ace Guardian switched off, and at that moment the third echelon of enemy forces changed the direction of movement. The enemy squadrons made maximum acceleration towards the second focus of the battle, and in their place only the flagship dreadnought of the Immortal remained, surrounded by a dozen guard cruisers. The overall energy balance at its location corresponded to a region of space in which nothing prevented the occurrence of a quark reaction. Thorbrand listened to the distant, rough imprint of man-made energy and again suppressed a flash of rage. Not now. The immortal knows that he will again escape unpunished, and therefore boldly provokes an attack. His third echelon will soon join the second, and their combined forces will increase. The reserve of the Shining Ones will begin to suffer losses, and this, according to the Immortal’s plan, should drive the commander of the Shining Ones crazy. And then the Shining One will send a melee Torch to destroy the Immortal’s flagship in order to deprive his troops of control. And the fire support battleships will remain unguarded. This means that the hidden forces of the Dark Ones must already be somewhere nearby. They will launch a surprise attack on the battleships, and if you're lucky, the Light will be destroyed by a quark explosion. But all this is just a cover. The ruler of the Grays has conceived another meanness.

Eirik, lying in the opposite part of the central compartment, felt an impulse of rage coming from his owner and jumped to his paws. The mighty griffin listened to the Search Crystal, but did not find an enemy nearby and lay down in place. Thorbrand lit the glow of the Pet Crystal for the pet and said quietly:

- Prepare to accelerate.

Hearing the familiar command, Eirik climbed into the interweaving of energies and curled up into a ball as usual. War animals are not able to merge with the ship's contours and prefer to sleep once inside the landing glow. But Eirik had an increased attachment to the energy flow of his owner and often felt the flow of the cosmic battle. In order not to disturb the beast, I had to put it to sleep myself. Thorbrand poured a small stream of energy into the pet’s energy circuit, putting the griffin to sleep, and again listened to the flow of cosmic energies. The thoughts of the Immortal cannot be listened to, his avatar is controlled by the technologies of the higher Dark Worlds, but the shadow of their energies can be seen and followed by it to his planetoid of Immortality. But to detect a shadow, you must have time to get close to the Immortal, and the Rulers of the Grays know about this. Therefore, they destroy their avatar at the slightest sign of a threat. Until now it has not been possible to take them by surprise; there are still too few Aces in the military caste.

– I feel the work of the refractive fields of the Dark Ones! – The general network of Guardians brought a report from one of the battleships. – At least seven hundred prints. ...

Four hundred and thirty years dedicated to the destruction of the enemies of the Race. Thousands of brutal battles with no chance of survival.

The gloomy loneliness of half of a whole broken in two, which brings neither grief nor joy, only colorless monotony. A life subordinated to a single and all-consuming goal: retribution for those who took away what was most precious from him.

His name is Thorbrand. The legendary True Ace, a being of gigantic power, without equal in the Galaxy. And now he feels that the hour of the decisive battle is approaching.

LET THOSE WHO COME FOR OUR LAND AND OUR LIVES LOSE THEIR OWN!

Sergey Tarmashev

Ancient. Background. Book three

“There is enough light for those who want to see, and enough darkness for those who don’t.”

Chapter first

957600 years ago, four-dimensional layer of the Universe, high-energy space, boundary spiral arm of the Borderline galaxy, Yarn star system, 12 hours 70 parts according to the time system of the Radiant civilization

The first echelon of the enemy fleet fired a salvo, and the consciousness dispersed by the Tracking Crystal automatically made a calculation. Four million homing torpedoes. It’s rather weak for such a fleet, which means the Dark Ones have something else in store. Hovering in the glow of the Svetochka combat post, Torbrand contacted the unified circuit of the Guardians:

– Look for hidden enemy forces. I feel the presence of more low energy Entities than we observe. “Daaria” and “Ariste” do not leave the invisibility mode. Destroy the battleships with a torpedo salvo. Strike groups prepare for attack. Reserve wait for my command.

The single command contour was colored with short impulses from the commanders confirming receipt of the order, and the squadron of battleships, spread out in the cosmic night like a gigantic shining necklace, fired a response salvo. The torpedo ocean, rushing at near-light speed, was crushed by a region of extreme gravity that suddenly appeared on the way, and the approaching wave of bursting snake-like silhouettes was replaced by a gigantic flash of many explosions, merging together. Thorbrand sent out a short pulse on the fleet's command frequency, and the strike groups began their attack, instantly taking off at an acceleration thirty times the photon's current speed. The first echelon of the enemy did not have the technological capabilities to prevent the approach and a moment later found itself in the clinch zone. The Shining strike cruisers, using their superior speed, quickly mixed with the enemy's battle formations, and a hot glow of explosions flared up in the middle of the icy vacuum. Streams of antimatter overwhelmed the enemy flotillas, turning multi-deck monsters studded with guns into blinding photon flares, and the number of the first echelon of the enemy fleet began to gradually decline. The second and third echelons of the Dark Ones began to retreat at full speed, demonstrating their intention to find the boundary of the area of ​​\u200b\u200bspace within which the Shining Ones had blocked the possibility of hyperjumping. On the surface this seemed reasonable. The Dark Ones' fleet outnumbered the Shining Ones twenty-fold, which actually meant a complete victory for the Shining Ones, and the enemy admiral saw no point in losing his forces in vain. The first echelon of the Dark, as usual, consisted of representatives of the Black race, the rest of the enemy units belonged to the Grays, so the admiral’s decision to sacrifice Aliens to save his own at first glance looked quite expected.

“The dark ones are planning to lure us into a trap,” Thorbrand’s energy flow carried no emotions. - Let's play along with them. The reserves should begin a flanking maneuver. The task is to bypass the battle, start a pursuit and pin down the enemy’s second echelon in battle. Do not go into a region of space that allows the launch of a quark reaction. Attack!

The reserve strike groups instantly picked up speed and rushed after the retreating enemy. As a result of both attacks, the network of Fleet Guardians merged together spread far beyond the sector, and reports followed almost immediately:

– I see the radiation of a quark charge! One low-power charge installed on a second-tier flagship battleship!

- I confirm! The spectral response is clear. Imitation is excluded.

– Another quark charge on the third-tier flagship! This is a Gray dreadnought, I'll give you the backlight.

– I confirm the compliance of the emissions. The flagship dreadnought has a high-power charge.

– I see the radiation of the Immortal! The Avatar is located on the third-tier dreadnought along with a quark landmine. It is moving at full speed towards the region of free launch of the quark reaction.

“You can’t pursue an immortal,” Thorbrand merged with the general energy flow of the solar system and listened to the radiation emanating from the avatar. – Until a special command, do not pay attention to the third echelon of the enemy. Guardians, is there new data on the hidden forces of the Dark Ones?

“Not yet,” the Guardian from “Daaria”, who heads the general network, answered for everyone. - Are looking for.

The reserve strike groups overtook the second echelon of the Dark Ones, and a second center of battle broke out in deep space. There the overall balance of forces was equal, and the Grays fought fiercely, probably counting on the help of the third echelon. But the third echelon was in no hurry to help and continued its retreat, maintaining a tight battle formation.

– I feel the radio communications of the Dark Ones! “The general network of Guardians sent a report from one of the reserve strike cruisers. – Admirals of the first and second echelons do not ask for support from their naval commander. I don’t see any panic among the Dark Ones.

- I confirm. – In the general network of the Guardians, an impulse arose from a cruiser fighting with the first echelon of the enemy. – Blacks have strong emotional imprints. They are waiting for some event and hoping for victory.

This book is part of a series of books:

“There is enough light for those who want to see, and enough darkness for those who don’t.”

Chapter first

957600 years ago, four-dimensional layer of the Universe, high-energy space, boundary spiral arm of the Borderline galaxy, Yarn star system, 12 hours 70 parts according to the time system of the Radiant civilization

The first echelon of the enemy fleet fired a salvo, and the consciousness dispersed by the Tracking Crystal automatically made a calculation. Four million homing torpedoes. It’s rather weak for such a fleet, which means the Dark Ones have something else in store. Hovering in the glow of the Svetochka combat post, Torbrand contacted the unified circuit of the Guardians:

– Look for hidden enemy forces. I feel the presence of more low energy Entities than we observe. “Daaria” and “Ariste” do not leave the invisibility mode. Destroy the battleships with a torpedo salvo. Strike groups prepare for attack. Reserve wait for my command.

The single command contour was colored with short impulses from the commanders confirming receipt of the order, and the squadron of battleships, spread out in the cosmic night like a gigantic shining necklace, fired a response salvo. The torpedo ocean, rushing at near-light speed, was crushed by a region of extreme gravity that suddenly appeared on the way, and the approaching wave of bursting snake-like silhouettes was replaced by a gigantic flash of many explosions, merging together. Thorbrand sent out a short pulse on the fleet's command frequency, and the strike groups began their attack, instantly taking off at an acceleration thirty times the photon's current speed. The first echelon of the enemy did not have the technological capabilities to prevent the approach and a moment later found itself in the clinch zone. The Shining strike cruisers, using their superior speed, quickly mixed with the enemy's battle formations, and a hot glow of explosions flared up in the middle of the icy vacuum. Streams of antimatter overwhelmed the enemy flotillas, turning multi-deck monsters studded with guns into blinding photon flares, and the number of the first echelon of the enemy fleet began to gradually decline. The second and third echelons of the Dark Ones began to retreat at full speed, demonstrating their intention to find the boundary of the area of ​​\u200b\u200bspace within which the Shining Ones had blocked the possibility of hyperjumping. On the surface this seemed reasonable. The Dark Ones' fleet outnumbered the Shining Ones twenty-fold, which actually meant a complete victory for the Shining Ones, and the enemy admiral saw no point in losing his forces in vain. The first echelon of the Dark, as usual, consisted of representatives of the Black race, the rest of the enemy units belonged to the Grays, so the admiral’s decision to sacrifice Aliens to save his own at first glance looked quite expected.

“The dark ones are planning to lure us into a trap,” Thorbrand’s energy flow carried no emotions. - Let's play along with them. The reserves should begin a flanking maneuver. The task is to bypass the battle, start a pursuit and pin down the enemy’s second echelon in battle. Do not go into a region of space that allows the launch of a quark reaction. Attack!

The reserve strike groups instantly picked up speed and rushed after the retreating enemy. As a result of both attacks, the network of Fleet Guardians merged together spread far beyond the sector, and reports followed almost immediately:

– I see the radiation of a quark charge! One low-power charge installed on a second-tier flagship battleship!

- I confirm! The spectral response is clear. Imitation is excluded.

– Another quark charge on the third-tier flagship! This is a Gray dreadnought, I'll give you the backlight.

– I confirm the compliance of the emissions. The flagship dreadnought has a high-power charge.

– I see the radiation of the Immortal! The Avatar is located on the third-tier dreadnought along with a quark landmine. It is moving at full speed towards the region of free launch of the quark reaction.

“You can’t pursue an immortal,” Thorbrand merged with the general energy flow of the solar system and listened to the radiation emanating from the avatar. – Until a special command, do not pay attention to the third echelon of the enemy. Guardians, is there new data on the hidden forces of the Dark Ones?

“Not yet,” the Guardian from “Daaria”, who heads the general network, answered for everyone. - Are looking for.

The reserve strike groups overtook the second echelon of the Dark Ones, and a second center of battle broke out in deep space. There the overall balance of forces was equal, and the Grays fought fiercely, probably counting on the help of the third echelon. But the third echelon was in no hurry to help and continued its retreat, maintaining a tight battle formation.

– I feel the radio communications of the Dark Ones! “The general network of Guardians sent a report from one of the reserve strike cruisers. – Admirals of the first and second echelons do not ask for support from their naval commander. I don’t see any panic among the Dark Ones.

- I confirm. – In the general network of the Guardians, an impulse arose from a cruiser fighting with the first echelon of the enemy. – Blacks have strong emotional imprints. They are waiting for some event and hoping for victory.

“The strike groups continue to fight in their previous positions,” Thorbrand ordered. - Let's wait.

There was no doubt from the very beginning that the Immortal had planned a trap. The Dark fleet moving in hyperspace towards the Yarna system was spotted at the moment it crossed the conventional front line. Suspecting a diversionary maneuver, Thorbrand took with him only a couple of aircraft carriers and the Arctida covering squadron, leaving the combined group in the far orbit of Arkoln in full combat readiness. The enemy was knocked out of hyper in the distant orbit of Yarna, and Thorbrand instantly felt the radiation of the Immortal, whom he had been trying to find for so long. Over the past centuries, he had encountered this Ruler of the Grays only twice, and both times he had failed to reach the enemy. The immortal exploded the avatar as soon as Torbrand's Torch rushed into attack acceleration, and was no longer interested in the fate of his troops. Now he encountered his sworn enemy for the third time, and the mighty will of the Shining One suppressed an attack of transcendental rage. It's not difficult to scare off Gray. It is more important to unravel his plan and destroy the enemy operation.

Only this time the enemy was planning something different from the usual attempts to break through the defenses of the Radiants. The forces in the Immortal's fleet were insufficient for such a strike from the very beginning. Two more fleets are moving here through hyperspace, but even with them the Dark Ones will not make their way to Arctida. As soon as they land large forces here, the entire combined group will arrive here, and no one will allow them to approach the living Earth anyway. Judging by the habits of the Dark Ones, this is a regular diversionary strike, and the main attack should be expected in another direction, where the enemy has sent super-large forces in the most covert hyperjump mode. It was not for nothing that the Immortal, having studied the quantitative composition of the Shining Ones squadron, began to retreat. And this is what gave Thorbrand the confidence that the Immortal was planning something else. For the sake of such a primitive operation, he would not have landed in the Yarna system personally; he would have sent one of his admirals. However, the Ruler of the Grays arrived here in person. Moreover, he put on a whole show: his fleet spilled out into real space in an almost disorderly heap, but before starting the retreat, the Immortal was not too lazy to line it up in battle formations. He managed to hide part of his forces immediately at the moment the fleet left hyperspace, therefore, he expected something like this in advance and prepared for it. This means that the Immortal is not going to just run away, he really wants to be noticed. They noticed and were distracted from something important, as happened once before.

- King Thorbrand! – The Communication Crystal formed a separate image of the Guardian from “Daariya”. – Civil Ace asks for communication. This is Guardian Radomir from the Arctida Caste Council. Miss a signal?

- Skip it. – The powerful Suppression Crystals of “Daariya” unlocked the possibility of long-distance communication for the signal coming from the living Earth, and the image of a gray-haired, harrier-like, two-thousand-year-old man flashed in Thorbrand’s mind. – Tender Sun to you, wise Radomir.

– Eternally shining stars, mighty Thorbrand! - Ace Guardian felt the flow of the ongoing battle and immediately got down to business: - Do you need the help of warriors? Raise a militia? I feel bad. Is Arctida in danger?

- We'll manage. – Thorbrand listened to the flow of energy flowing through space. “Moreover, it is necessary to ensure that not the slightest alarm arises on Arctida.” This is an unusual attack, and we need the enemy to be confident in complete security in orbit and on the surface of Arctida. Arctida is not in any danger in this battle. But your premonitions are not in vain. After the battle, I would like to speak with the Council.

“We will fulfill your request, valiant king,” the old man’s face, furrowed with deep wrinkles, darkened. – I feel the approach of a great disaster... The Council of Castes will be waiting for you in the central estate of the Life of the Crying from the Clan of Heavenly Azure. I'll send you the coordinates.

Ace Guardian switched off, and at that moment the third echelon of enemy forces changed the direction of movement. The enemy squadrons made maximum acceleration towards the second focus of the battle, and in their place only the flagship dreadnought of the Immortal remained, surrounded by a dozen guard cruisers. The overall energy balance at its location corresponded to a region of space in which nothing prevented the occurrence of a quark reaction. Thorbrand listened to the distant, rough imprint of man-made energy and again suppressed a flash of rage. Not now. The immortal knows that he will again escape unpunished, and therefore boldly provokes an attack. His third echelon will soon join the second, and their combined forces will increase. The reserve of the Shining Ones will begin to suffer losses, and this, according to the Immortal’s plan, should drive the commander of the Shining Ones crazy. And then the Shining One will send a melee Torch to destroy the Immortal’s flagship in order to deprive his troops of control. And the fire support battleships will remain unguarded. This means that the hidden forces of the Dark Ones must already be somewhere nearby. They will launch a surprise attack on the battleships, and if you're lucky, the Light will be destroyed by a quark explosion. But all this is just a cover. The ruler of the Grays has conceived another meanness.

Eirik, lying in the opposite part of the central compartment, felt an impulse of rage coming from his owner and jumped to his paws. The mighty griffin listened to the Search Crystal, but did not find an enemy nearby and lay down in place. Thorbrand lit the glow of the Pet Crystal for the pet and said quietly:

- Prepare to accelerate.

Hearing the familiar command, Eirik climbed into the interweaving of energies and curled up into a ball as usual. War animals are not able to merge with the ship's contours and prefer to sleep once inside the landing glow. But Eirik had an increased attachment to the energy flow of his owner and often felt the flow of the cosmic battle. In order not to disturb the beast, I had to put it to sleep myself. Thorbrand poured a small stream of energy into the pet’s energy circuit, putting the griffin to sleep, and again listened to the flow of cosmic energies. The thoughts of the Immortal cannot be listened to, his avatar is controlled by the technologies of the higher Dark Worlds, but the shadow of their energies can be seen and followed by it to his planetoid of Immortality. But to detect a shadow, you must have time to get close to the Immortal, and the Rulers of the Grays know about this. Therefore, they destroy their avatar at the slightest sign of a threat. Until now it has not been possible to take them by surprise; there are still too few Aces in the military caste.

– I feel the work of the refractive fields of the Dark Ones! – The general network of Guardians brought a report from one of the battleships. – At least seven hundred prints. Slowly approaching.

“I confirm,” picked up the next Guardian, also from the battleship squadron. – The dark ones are somewhere nearby, trying to get to our rear.

“I detect a slowdown in the movement of prints,” followed another report. – The enemy’s hidden fleet stops.

– They are frightened by the presence of the Light. – Thorbrand listened to the imprints of alien energy collected by the Guardian’s network. Covered by refraction fields, the Dark fleet stopped moving and raised the camouflage mode to maximum. Usually in such cases, the troops of the Immortals become almost undetectable, and they can be found not so much by the traces of the work of the refractive fields, but by the energy imprints of man-made devices in the general flow of the surrounding space. However, now the Guardians clearly saw frequency sweeps of the refractive fields, which indicated that the enemy’s camouflage equipment was not of the highest quality. The Dark Ones have more serious technologies. This means that Immortal saved money on this fleet as well. Well, it's time to find out what he's up to.

“Commander Askjold,” Thorbrand called the reserve commander, “report the situation.”

“The enemy carried out an encirclement maneuver and cut us off from the main forces of the squadron. – The Communication Crystal lit the image of a relative. - We're holding on for now. Four dead, many wounded, half of the interceptors were badly damaged and returned on board. Three cruisers are on the verge of losing steam, one is shot down.

- We're starting a counterattack. – Thorbrand switched the Light to the “battle to the death” mode. – Battleships to transfer fire to the enemy’s second echelon. “Daaria” and “Ariste” do not leave the invisibility mode until contact with the enemy. “Daaria”, your target is the Dark Ones’ saboteurs. "Arista", help Askjold. I will take care of the Immortal and join the main forces. We are working when ready!

A clot of inky-black radiant energy with a Light inside instantly gained thirty times the speed of a photon and pierced the boundless infinity of space. The sectors engulfed in seething battle were left behind, and the marks of the Immortal's dreadnought and his bodyguards loomed ahead. Thorbrand felt the emanations of panic horror emanating from the Grays, and the single energy flow of the solar system trembled, feeling the launch of a quark reaction. The Light, blazing with bottomless blackness, instantly changed direction to the opposite, and a huge piece of space boiled with the unbridled rage of enraged elementary particles. Everything around was covered with a gray haze of crumbling space, and an all-consuming stream of destructive energy crashed into the Light. But the infinitely strong blow collided with the infinite power of the combat Ace, dispersed by the mighty Crystals, and the gigantic all-crushing ram admitted defeat in front of its brother, the same Son of the Great Flash. The equipment driven by the energy of Asa, created by the wisdom of millions of generations of the Shining Ones, redirected the incoming destructive force to the revival of the matter it had devoured, and the space around the Light began to restore stability.

The ink spot of the Light left the zone of quark destruction, and the combat Ace, blazing with anthracite radiation, winced with displeasure. The Immortal detonated a landmine too early; he didn’t even dare to let the Svetoch come closer so that the blow would land for sure. In this case, they would have an equal chance of winning. If the combat Ace manages to annihilate the enemy starship along with the quark charge before it explodes, victory will go to him. And if he doesn’t have time, then at the epicenter of a quark explosion there may not be enough strength to survive. Nevertheless, the Ruler of the Grays did not test his luck. Therefore, he is too frightened, which means that the Immortal is aware of the hunt being waged against him. But no matter how many centuries it takes, he will not escape retribution. For this is the only thing that keeps the gloomy combat Ace in the dreary loneliness of the current layer of the Universe.

The general energy flow of the battle vibrated with new impulses, and the Light, shining with radiant darkness, rushed to the third center of the battle that had just flared up. As expected, the sabotage forces of the Dark Ones, hidden under the refraction fields, attacked the battleships of the Shining Ones, as soon as the Light went to approach the Immortal. Seven hundred heavy cruisers of the Gray race, according to the good tradition of the Dark ones, stuffed with black crews, rushed to attack the star-fire spheres that were left without cover. The enemy attack served as a signal for the start of counteraction, and the Daaria aircraft carrier, hiding in stealth mode among the firing battleships, released its assault cruisers. At the same time, the second aircraft carrier began to accelerate towards the reserve fighting in complete encirclement, and after half a part in the battle-torn space, the forces of the Radiants increased by three hundred combat units. The Dark Ones, seeing three White Death class ships on their radars at once, quickly calculated their chances and tried to gather all their forces into one fist. This maneuver cost them a tenth of the fleet, and the battle began to boil with renewed vigor. The Dark Admiral, who took command after the Immortal's departure, ordered his subordinates to hold out until the last, promising a generous reward, and was scattered into atoms under the ramming blow of the Light. The remaining enemy officers did not dare to take his place, but the usual panic for such circumstances did not arise among the Dark Ones. The electronic warfare systems of their fleet were unable to push through the hyperjump blockade established by a single network of Guardians, but the enemy continued to strike, desperately trying to maintain battle formations. It became clear that the enemies hoped to hold out until reinforcements arrived.

Help for the Dark Ones came at the end of the day, when not even a quarter of the payroll remained of their first fleet. The Second Fleet planned to exit hyperspace much closer to Arctida, and Thorbrand was forced to split his forces. He left strike groups to finish off the remnants of the enemy, took the aircraft carriers out of the battle, and with the combined impulse of the super-powerful Crystals of three ships of the White Death class, knocked out the approaching enemy fleet from hyperspace in the distant orbit of Yarna. The enemy's fresh forces consisted entirely of Blacks who went to fight on their own ships, which only confirmed previous assumptions. The Immortal diverts the attention of the Shining Ones from some secret operation. The black fleet did not pose a serious threat, but its numbers were large, and the battle dragged on. By noon of the next day, the third fleet of the Immortal arrived at Yarna, and had to be met from the opposite side of the system. The Immortal himself, contrary to expectations, was not among the military leaders of the third fleet, and this was even more alarming. All fleets went into hyper until the Immortal lost his avatar. Since the third fleet arrived without him, it means that the Ruler of the Grays was sending fleets to their death from the very beginning.

The anthracite-black spot of the Light pierced a bunch of enemy squadrons forcibly falling out into real space, and the Distorters struck. A dozen and a half multi-deck monsters studded with gun ports froze motionless against the background of the rest of the steel giants and began to slowly crumble into dust. The torch with a high-speed jerk moved to the left, occupying the center of the enemy formation, and the Distorters worked again. This time, three times as many enemy ships came under attack, and Thorbrand, with afterburner acceleration, brought Svetoch out of the retaliatory strike zone. The mighty combat Ace made a combat turn and rushed into the next attack, activating the ship's Long-Range Communication Crystal. Thorbrand sent a call to the operational duty officer for the combined group awaiting orders in the Arkoln system, and the Distorters disintegrated the next group target into atoms.

- Operational in touch.

– Roda Fornar squadron – combat alert. Objective: arrive in the Yarna system to destroy the enemy. – Thorbrand smashed to pieces a couple of dreadnoughts that were on the afterburner line with a ramming blow. – We need to finish here as quickly as possible, I will open a zero transition through four parts. This attack by the Immortal is a diversionary maneuver. The rest of the group should continuously monitor hyperspace. Maintain constant contact with patrol groups. If the Dark Ones are planning to strike the main blow, then now is the time for this.

Svetoch carried out two more attacks and left the battle with superluminal acceleration. The admiral of the enemy's third fleet, which had completed entering real space, received information about the losses already suffered and made a predictable decision - to make his way to join the rest of the Dark forces. Given the high numbers, he will succeed, and the combined remnants of the three fleets with the forces of one squadron will have to be destroyed for too long. Thorbrand brought the Light out of the “battle to the death” mode, and the ball, flashing with a dazzling starlight, rushed towards the sun. The light reached the photosphere of the star and stopped, accelerating its own glow to an exorbitant value. For several moments, a single whole, consisting of a powerful warship and a mighty combat Ace, absorbed generous streams of solar radiation, overflowing with energy. The energy circuit of the Shining One recorded a state of complete rest, and Thorbrand directed his personal flow to the Zero Transition Crystal. The most powerful equipment boiled with tight entanglements of energies, the super complex atomic structure vibrated, increasing resonant vibrations, and after an elusively short time it formed a peak impact. At the point in outer space indicated by the consciousness of the combat Ace, ripples of dark matter turned inside out trembled, and in the middle of the icy void a vertical mirror of the zero transition appeared.

A moment later, a flight of interceptors burst out of it, conducting reconnaissance of the arrival point, and after them the shining spheres of the battleships of the family squadron poured out. The Dark Ones noticed the new forces of the Shining Ones and rushed to break through, trying to make a hyperjump before this became completely impossible. Few succeeded in their plan; the majority of enemy combat units did not have time to overcome the blockade of the jump established by a single network of Guardians. After two parts, the network grew tenfold, and the enemy fleet finally lost its organization. The Dark Ones' ships rushed in all directions, trying to escape somehow, and their search and destruction dragged on until midnight. But during all this time the main attack of the Dark Ones never came.

“The raid groups carrying out patrols are in constant contact,” the Operations reported, “two full circles of strike groups went on a free search six hours ago, every sixteen units we contact the allies whose Lands are in our zone of responsibility.” Everywhere is quiet. For the fifth day everything is calm. Contact Fleet Headquarters? Maybe the Dark Ones struck far from us?

- Doesn't make sense. – Thorbrand, who had merged with the Light, thoughtfully looked at the snow-covered surface of Arctida, whitening in the distance straight ahead. – Why launch a diversionary strike here in order to attack where it won’t even be noticed? If the Immortal did not intend to disperse the forces of our group, it means that he carried out the operation specifically in the Yarna system. Another circle of Hunters came here to strengthen those already there. Let them search the system twice. Deliver all units of combat pards and griffins to Arctida by morning. At dawn we begin searching for saboteurs on the surface of the Earth. For the combined group, the combat alert is cleared. Return the strike groups from the search, and the raid groups continue patrolling according to the combat schedule.

The operative confirmed the reception and disconnected. Thorbrand listened to the overall energy flow of the solar system. The squadrons regrouped, taking up positions in the Yarna system, and a stream of ships in need of repair was heading towards Arctida. Several medical evacuation complexes with wounded on board left orbit and began to descend, and high activity was observed on the frequencies of the Healer caste. The Communication Crystal accepted the incoming impulse, and the image of Guardian Radomir flashed in the mind.

– For the glory of the Race! – The gray-haired old man gave a short salute. - Congratulations on your victory, mighty king! The Healer caste has already distributed the wounded to hospitals; the Masters will begin repairing the ships as soon as the damaged equipment reaches orbit. From all over Arctida the same question comes from the Shining Ones: “How many warriors died?” You didn't broadcast the fight.

- For glory! - Thorbrand answered. “Half a circle of warriors died; in the first phase of the battle they had to take the blow of an enemy who was significantly superior in strength. We have many wounded, more than two hundred.

“Two hundred and thirty-six,” the Guardian Ace clarified. – We contacted the crews of the sanitary evacuation complexes. The Healer Caste of Arctida will get everyone back on their feet, you can leave the wounded here if their transportation to the fleet base is not necessary.

- Is not. The squadrons will remain in the Yarna system for some time. - Thorbrand bowed his head in a short bow: - The combined group is grateful to the infinitely wise civilian castes of Arctida for their prompt assistance. This will seriously speed up our preparation for subsequent battles.

“This is the least we could do in the name of the Motherland and the Race,” Radomir answered. – Is there anything else we can do to help the warrior caste?

– We did not broadcast because this attack was led by the Immortal. – The torch reached the orbit of Arctida and slowly ran around the snow-covered Earth. “We suspected a secret plan on his part.” The attack was repulsed, the enemy was destroyed, but the Immortal's plan was not revealed. In the morning we begin the search for saboteurs in Arctida; units of combat animals are already on their way. Let the Caste Council warn the population about this.

– Did the Dark Ones land saboteurs on Arctida? – The gray-haired Ace frowned anxiously. – None of the Life Riverers felt the appearance of low-energy Entities. This means that the Dark Ones sent robots. The Creator caste will help organize the search.

“It would be useful,” Thorbrand agreed. “But the landing of saboteurs has not been confirmed by anything. This is just a guess and that is why it needs to be verified. But I feel that you want to make a request, wise Radomir. Ask.

“At your request, the Council of Castes did not raise the alarm on Arctida,” began the Guardian Ace. “And it turned out to be the right decision.” Once again the enemy was defeated in distant orbit, and again the population of Arctida slept peacefully every night while the battle lasted. For the children, this attack went completely unnoticed. Over the past four hundred years, an orbital alert has never been declared on Arctida, and in conditions of a brutal war this is worth a lot. There is no warrior caste on our Earth, and many Shining Ones express a request to organize meetings for children with the Warrior caste, so that the younger generation can see with their own eyes those who, without sparing themselves, block the path of the enemy hordes. In this regard, the Council of Castes decided to ask representatives of the military command to send military specialists to Arctida to conduct classes with young students. Lessons on the topic of gravitational circuits will be very appropriate. There is no one better than warriors at working with gravitational balance, and besides, this skill will soon become very relevant for the inhabitants of Arctida... - The look of the gray-haired old man became sad. “You want to talk to the Arctida Caste Council about this, mighty king?”

“You were not mistaken, wise Guardian,” Thorbrand looked into Radomir’s eyes, “we will talk about the complete evacuation of the Shining Ones from this Earth.” I foresee trouble and I know that you also feel it approaching. I have no other reasons, but it is so. Let the Arctida Aces express their opinion. As for the request of the Caste Council to conduct classes for children, we will fulfill it.

“So be it,” summed up the gray-haired old man.

The interlocutors said goodbye, and Radomir passed out. Thorbrand sent a general call to the command staff of the units located in the Yarna system and opened a direct passage to the Daariya's advisory compartment. It was necessary to analyze the past battle. Feeling a surge of energy from the displacement point, Eirik began to move in his glow. The sleeping griffin woke up and looked questioningly at its owner.

“Sleep, my friend,” replied Thorbrand. “In four hours you have a lot of work to do.”

The mighty combat Ace disappeared in the area of ​​direct transition, and Eirik curled up into a ball again.

The snow-covered taiga, flooded with bright sunlight, sparkled in the midday rays, and the snow-white blanket covering the earth was reflected in the windows of a luxurious estate, rising high in the middle of a taiga clearing of considerable size. The forty-meter-long carved mansion made of adaptive biocomposite, topped with the sixteen-sided phased antenna of the broadband Long-Range Communication Crystal, sparkling in the rays of the sun, at its highest point was a good fifteen meters below the tops of the taiga trees, as a result of which the estate could only be seen from the air. The sixteen different buildings that made up the estate were scattered around the tower in a strictly measured circle and connected to the main building with straight, arrow-like transitions made of transparent vibroquartzite, which is why the estate from a bird's eye view looked like the sun, emitting sixteen sparkling rays around itself. However, from the surface of the ground, the architectural ensemble covered with openwork stucco looked different. The multi-meter buildings built along the perimeter of the circle extended ornate connecting corridors at different heights to the central tower, and from the outside it seemed as if the massive colonnades of corridors formed waves frozen in the midst of an endless running in a circle. The spacious wide windows of the buildings, framed by the patterned ligature of the Life Crying caste, were shrouded in a barely noticeable haze of energy protection, and apart from its ghostly glow, nothing around reminded of the martial law and the brutal war that had been raging in the four-dimensional layer of the Universe for four hundred and forty years.

There was complete calm in the air, and the rustle of the snow caps falling from the branches of the mighty spruce trees was intertwined with a quiet rustle among the trills of birds that were sensing the onset of a thaw, sounding among the coniferous giants. Feathered red-breasted babies busily scurried between the spreading branches in search of cones and did not pay any attention to the shining drops of civilian ships, silently cutting through the crystal clear ocean of air stretching over the taiga at great speed. The flattened balls of passenger airliners and the pot-bellied disks of trucks, barely perceptible to the eye, streaked high in the sky, the main echelons for boats and small boats were located much lower, and from time to time one or another teardrop-shaped vehicle separated from the main flow and quickly maneuvered down in the direction to the estate. The shining drop deftly landed, clinging to one of the transparent passages between the buildings, which also served as seats, and after a couple of moments, silhouettes of the Shining Ones appeared in the transparent corridor, returning home or arriving to visit the inhabitants of the estate. Their three-meter figures, dressed in white clothes emitting a light glow, sedately walked along the passages filled with flowers blooming in the depths of winter towards their waiting fellow tribesmen, and the long white-golden hair of the Shining Ones simultaneously made a burst of luminosity, accompanying their hands raised to the stars, performing the welcoming gesture of the Celestial Race of Radiance Sveta.