Casting a silencing spell mid battle was the riskiest thing I could have done during the peak of the Exalted War. Though this was the only unwavering chance I had at having the upper hand against the throne’s demigod challenger, Sahli; the destroyer of man and conqueror of southern lands.
“You think that my father’s wizardry will work?” before tauntingly adding, “…against me, Evelyn?”
Mockingly I smirked; instead focusing my life-force on just that. Meditatively I raised my hands to my chest, aiming both index fingers skyward then abruptly toward my brother as I recited the time slowing spell learnt from our father’s tomes. Sahli’s shock was priceless, reminiscent of when King was still with us, teaching me his new spells, whilst Sahli stood green eyed and afar, as though he got kicked in the teeth.
It is hard to think how we came to be face to face like this after all we had gone through together. His father had found me at the steps of the palace, where I had been abandoned by my mother for disclosed reasons, nevertheless raising me as his own first daughter, along with Sahli to show off to his land’s inhabitants.
Growing up we had to prove ourselves to the kingdoms as sovereign, worthy and matchless in order to inherit the throne. We were each ordered with governing one of the three sections of the King’s land, combating social concerns and …show more content…
Here is where our differences shine bright; the people that he fought in his Southern District is the community I rebuilt through ceasefire, peace and loyalty in the Northern District by enchanting the poor, unwise and lost people of the slums with knowledge; supporting unsuccessful businesses, buildings and homes through reconstruction spells; but most importantly showing compassion to the rebels and their reasons for creating a resistance against the
“You think that my father’s wizardry will work?” before tauntingly adding, “…against me, Evelyn?”
Mockingly I smirked; instead focusing my life-force on just that. Meditatively I raised my hands to my chest, aiming both index fingers skyward then abruptly toward my brother as I recited the time slowing spell learnt from our father’s tomes. Sahli’s shock was priceless, reminiscent of when King was still with us, teaching me his new spells, whilst Sahli stood green eyed and afar, as though he got kicked in the teeth.
It is hard to think how we came to be face to face like this after all we had gone through together. His father had found me at the steps of the palace, where I had been abandoned by my mother for disclosed reasons, nevertheless raising me as his own first daughter, along with Sahli to show off to his land’s inhabitants.
Growing up we had to prove ourselves to the kingdoms as sovereign, worthy and matchless in order to inherit the throne. We were each ordered with governing one of the three sections of the King’s land, combating social concerns and …show more content…
Here is where our differences shine bright; the people that he fought in his Southern District is the community I rebuilt through ceasefire, peace and loyalty in the Northern District by enchanting the poor, unwise and lost people of the slums with knowledge; supporting unsuccessful businesses, buildings and homes through reconstruction spells; but most importantly showing compassion to the rebels and their reasons for creating a resistance against the