Arc Chronicles

The Watcher

She channeled her mana into the the crest, watching as the Aquitaine team slowly surrounded the trap.

As more plans landed and they were forced to retreat, the watcher brough her mirror up. She channeled her mana into it, creating the two way reflection with her team.

"Commander."

"Withdraw the soldiers into the building. At once."

"The enemy is here?"

"Yes. The trap, once sprung, will kill anything in its path. Withdraw."

"Yes, at once."

The watcher closed the mirror and began to chant. She started slowly, but once the soldiers she disappeared inside, she spoke quicker.

"These are our lands, imperial dogs."

The trap was sprung.