Lykos is flung in the department at full speed.
the office was a mess really remarkable: the agents were arming on a war footing and the captain Narwia was yelling on the phone with the people of the portal service.
The elf's voice, usually calm and controlled, it was so high that Lykos was able to hear exactly what he was saying (and most things were irriferibili) even through the glass of the office and above the noise of his colleagues.
Behind him, even Arsinoe he entered the room.
The werewolf slipped quickly bulletproof vests, always keeping an eye on his head, and buckled the belt around the waist with a pistol.
Not that he ever used a lot during the past five years that had passed to the DCS, but it was compulsory to bring her here.
Narwia violently hung up the phone and left the office still quite impaired and fully armed.
"Svetlana, call down those in the morgue and tell him to wake up and prepare vans Von Marinovic, I just heard the rescue: it is ugly."
The blue-haired nymph nodded decisively, and clung to the phone, dialing the extension of 'morgue.
After a short, sharp conversation, Svetlana hung up and made a positive sign to the captain.
"Someone call Mark on the phone and tell him to send a team on our stage. - Ordered Narwia - We move. "
Men DCS out of the building and ran towards the structure in front, where he was the team of magicians officer opening portals.
The building was little more than a shed in appearance, but contained a ring of power that opens portals stabilized, that is safe, experts and wizards, able to open them.
Without a circle of power could still open the portals, providing an adequate level of magical energy, but was considered a risky practice as a minimum.
There were many things that could go wrong in an impromptu portal: the portal first, highly unstable, he could quit suddenly throwing the unlucky users in unknown places, or someone else, or rather something else, could have exploit the gap to enter the world, if the target had not been correctly specified.
For this and other reasons, after a series of bloody incidents rather, the Magic European Community had decided to prohibit the opening of portals extemporaneous.
teams of DCS were not scattered throughout the country, but concentrated in the main barracks, which made it almost mandatory to use portals to reach crime scenes more distant.
Usually you pick up all the equipment and we slipped into a portal to the nearest station of the PME and from there to borrow a van to arrive at the crime scene, unless it was lost somewhere in the middle to nothing.
In this case, the staff of the Service Portal, called a friendly door-opener, had to open a direct access route to the scene of the crime.
Work door opener was one of the most technically and conceptually complex of PME but it was very well paid.
It took six to ten people to keep open a portal large enough and stable to pass a whole team, and it was a draining job, but this did not give the right to Latchkey feel more important than the rest of the PME.
However, the men of the Service Portals Scwartzwald were some great balls, ready to cling to the Regulation to make difficulties for agents, even in cases of extreme emergency such as this.
Narwia was discussing with the head of the portal, trying to convince him to open the door in the immediate vicinity of the hot zone.
Obviously, since open portals between two circles was much easier, the head of the Service Portals was getting resistance.
"Feel good, Krauss. It's an emergency, you know? "He hissed, rather irritated.
" My hands are tied, I'm sorry. - Answered the door opener, a pretty young man who seemed more a student of physics that a police officer - The regulation clearly states that if there is a barracks near the portal should be directed there. "
" Save-a-proven-emergency cases. "Scandinavian Narwia, as if talking to a child a bit 'hard on the uptake.
"The bomb has already exploded, what's the hurry that we want to be?" Krauss said with a certain degree of nonchalance irritates.
Narwia became red with anger so that the scars of his recent incident stood out whitish and disturbing.
He shook his fist menacingly and turned to his questioner. "Listen, Krauss. I've had enough of your attitude. Now you go to this website, or I'll make a report to your account to get in the way police operations so long that if you suspend enough to read, just in time to end up in bankruptcy. Do you understand? "The elf was not screaming but you knew perfectly well that was serious and that he was to accomplish his threat.
"Okay, okay. I open it, but you wrote this yourself, elf. "Krauss said reversing, did not like having problems internal affairs.
" Perfect." The captain said firmly, turning his back to the man. The conversation, for what it was concerned, was to be regarded as completed.
" Captain! - Called Lucy, an agent of Anglo-Nipponese - Here is the scientific Mark on the phone. Asks the coordinates of the crime scene. "
" coordinates ... - Reflected Narwia - That guy has not lost certain ways of saying the military, despite all the effort it takes to forget. "
"Passamelo, which explain how to get there." Replied the elf, extending a hand to pick up the phone.
The agent nodded and handed the machine.
"Mark? Narwia are. "Reception, as always close to strong magnetic fields was rather disturbed magic.
"Hey, Captain!" Despite the shock of the head of the voice science seemed strange, a little 'slurred maybe.
"All right," asked Narwia.
" I had a minor accident before, but nothing serious. "Mark said with a slight chuckle. Mark
The elf knew enough to know that 'little accident' was a euphemism for anything that was not broke this time.
shook his head, if Mark had a 'small incident' in all probability was now under the influence of marijuana or that weird chemical concoction that served to put a stop to his psychic powers.
"Are you sure you be in a position to lend a hand?" He asked.
"Sure." The staff of the portal began to chant the ritual of opening the portal and the shocks were worse, but he could very well Narwia to feel the irritation in the tone of the scientist.
"Okay. - Short cut - I do not have much time to explain, because they're already opening the portal, and open ears. The crime scene is the headquarters of Romulus & Remus, the hidden places in the university district of Freiburg, ok? "
" Received, Captain. I know how to get there. "Mark said.
"The head of the Homicide said that there is already in place the local scientific, but I want you to come and see the mess before they get their hands on us." He explained the elf, raising his voice to be heard above the white noise.
"We miss you! - Were keen Mark - He sent the explosive experts. We will be there in 45 minutes, over and out. Do not let them touch anything. "
Narwia closed the conversation and gave the phone to its rightful owner, who took to flight safety.
The chant of the Latchkey continued to rise in volume, while maintaining its monotonous rhythm, and now you could feel the energy buzzing in the accumulated symbols that made up the portal.
Arsinoe had seen and thought of the circles of power that, aesthetically speaking, this was definitely not one of the best, but it sure was big.
was sparse and functional, with symbols engraved directly on the concrete wall of the shed and set off by a little 'dark paint, nothing compared with some circles he had seen in ancient Ireland and Egypt, where each symbol was a small work of art that required the attention of a master sculptor.
Arsinoe had also seen a couple of open doorways, little things that could carry up to three or four people at once.
Open portals was not an exact science, she was told, as much art from the subtle nuances, but if there was a minimum of proportionality in the level of power necessary, the portal that was about to open could easily carry a forty people at once, and that was very impressive.
The symbols of the circle began to glow red and the chant went up again and the tone became more urgent.
Everyone in the room perceived the power that symbols thickened the air and began to glow orange, then bright yellow, and remained at a white-blue glow.
Arsinoe looked away, then wisely decided to close his eyes directly, grateful that his eyes were not so sensitive to light as those of his father, otherwise you would find herself with a shocking conjunctivitis. He covered
eyes with one hand but curiosity got the upper hand and could not resist the temptation to peek through his fingers parted.
A point of light and dazzling white also appeared in the middle of the circle expanding and swirling and grew until it reaches the border.
For a moment was ruffled, whirling like a rough stretch of water, then boiled and burst out like a fountain of liquid light and Arsinoe instinctively took a step back to avoid getting wet, feeling very stupid to do so. The liquid light
all away do not fell to the ground but simply fell apart in midair, leaving behind a perfectly smooth and motionless within the circle.
Krauss wiped the sweat from his brow with a handkerchief and satisfied grin. Even though he had had no desire to open it initially, could not deny that it was an open portal to perfection.
portals anchored on one side only were without doubt the most complex.
"There's no denying, it came just fine." He said, loud enough for even the bullies and scarred elf could feel it.
Captain Narwia decided to ignore it and turned to his men.
"This portal will take us to the entrance of the street where is located the crime scene. - Explained, the blue light cast shadows of the portal bizarre on its face - the area is manned by our and is considered safe, but I want you to hold your eyes open and ready hand, would not be the first time you do the trick of double bomb. "
All nodded gravely.
Narwia threw their last look of approval and turned to the portal.
"Running." Ordered, penetrating into the white light.
