As the raging of the storms continued, Alastair walked inside. He could feel the entire environment getting toxic at the sight of his failure. As he walked into the palace, he wondered if that was how he would spend his last days, waiting for the day his death would come. But what could he do? He was defenseless, and he seemed useless.Maybe he should take a trip into Corvius' mind and destroy him from within. It would work, would it not? He Just needed to gather his strength and ask Zora to take the trip. Zora was a telepath, and she was capable of powerful things even if she did not know it. As Alastair contemplated the idea, he laughed within himself. He knew it was not going to work for obvious reasons.Zora could not manage such a task. It was beyond the scope of her abilities and Alastair doubted that someone as powerful as Corvius would just leave their mind unguarded. Did he even know the extent of Corvius' magic?He seemed to be a defensive mage. There was an aura of dark mag

Corvius punched the dome with all he had and watched as the energy vibrated on the dome. He growled as he punched again, this time, putting in even more energy than he had before. He punched and watched as the dome shook with all of the energy it was absolved, but nothing happened.The dome remained as strong as ever, and it remained upright even as Corvius punched. The sun sphere gave off sparkles of energy like it was fighting back, a move that irritated Corvius."That's how you wanna play? We'll play!" He spat as he took a step back. He didn't even care that his army was behind him, watching all of his actions. The Northerners stood there and watched as their leader struggled with the dome, and it was not a sight that filled them with pleasure.But Corvius did not care about them or their feelings! The only thing he cared about was how his image reflected himself and at that point, he was feeling useless!He roared as he shot a stream of ice from his hand at the dome. The impact b

The calm, the quiet, the serenity.Alastair watched as the incense burning in the room took him back to memories from a time long ago. He stood at the side of the room where Cara lay on the bed, covered with a large piece of bedding that nearly swallowed her whole. She was not moving, and her eyes were shut tight.As Alastair continued to observe her, he was taken back to the time when he watched a healer use the power of incense to amplify her powers and perform a very powerful spell to drive out a blood-sucking parasite.The parasite had taken root inside a man's intestines and sucked out blood within him. It started as a simple pain in the guts, which quickly spread even before the man knew it. The pain intensified as the parasite which was getting larger began to dig through the Anterior abdominal wall of the man.Alastair had witnessed it during his rotation with healers to learn the basic art of healing. He was fascinated by that particular event and when the healer started the

How dare he try to tell him what to do?Kevin raged on as he made his way to his quarters. He could not believe Alastair would dare try to tell him what to do. The realization that the mage had gotten bold made him furious. Fine, he would become the prince consult in a while but that did not give him the right.What does it matter if he decided to spend the rest of his days drinking? Why couldn't he focus on the things at hand, like saving the world or defending his queen from danger? Why did he want to overrule?Kevin cursed again, dragging his feet on the ground. The stench of blood still hung in the air and he saw some blood stains on the wall. The bloodstains reminded him of his fight with Obaro. He felt shivers when he remembered the fight. The way Obaro defeated him, the strength he possessed, the speed, it all scared him in a way.He knew what he should be doing, he should be walking around, trying to find ways to reach their allies, contact the generals, and mobilize the army,

Alastair scoffed when Drax walked closer. If he had known that the person that gave him such a startle would be the same person that actually wanted to see him the least, perhaps he would have avoided that room at that time.Drax walked closer. He still had the same hatred on his face, but at that moment, Alastair realized that the boy needed something in his life. He needed a father, a mentor, and someone to teach him things. Alastair promised to be that person to him. It was his duty after all."I wanted to apologize for my fit earlier. These are hard times. I feel like we should be working together instead of fighting. Corvius is still out there and if he is planning something, we should be planning to stop him as well."Drax said and Alastair nodded. "You know, you do not need to apologize. You are well within your rights to get angry with me. I haven't actually done anything to deserve your respect. I just hope things would be different from now on. I have seen your energy. You