Shinra waited a full minute after the leaders of the guild left before emerging from the shadow. He was surprised he came out dry, because it felt so much like he had been submerged. Though he was bleeding from several wounds on his back, he didn’t have time to check them. It hurt to make big movements, but the pain was manageable.He crept through the open door, past the first 3 bodies, and looked for the last 3 assassins’ trail. He could do this. They were strong, but now he’d have the element of surprise.It wasn’t hard to find the men, they travelled slowly through the Manor, looking for survivors. They didn’t find any, and Shinra was wary of getting too close. He couldn’t see the attack weaves they’d spun, but the air around each man crackled with energy. Shinra was starting to regret not pressing the attack earlier, while they were surprised and disoriented. Maybe that state would only have lasted a few seconds more, because the men in front of him now were all business.
Shinra decided he had nothing to lose. These guys looked like they had no small amount of pride as well. 'I guess I can use that to my advantage.' "Huh it looks like I'm the only one being drawn out by your spell. I wonder what that means?"Shinra affected of cocky questioning grin on his face. He had to admit he didn't feel nearly so confident right now but men were looking at him like he was a mouse that had come out to play with tigers. But this mouse had killed all the other cats and he needed to remember that." I guess they all fell asleep? I expected so much more from the Akasooki guild. "Even though the force was still tugging Shinra forward, he found yet much more control of his motion if he didn't fight against it too much. Which was why he was able to plant his front foot and do a 180 side step and then reverse it in the other way traveling forwards and something like a zig zag line for three steps. Which was important because he heard the crash of high velocity project
“What do you mean I can’t see him?” Loren was not the kind of woman who let anything, or anyone stop her.“Ma’am, you can’t just walk into the palace complex and go where you want.” The speaker was a nervous looking young mage, wearing the green robes of an imperial administrator. Administrators were the grease that kept the machinery of the empire moving, an army of them worked with each minister and department, and they did everything from schedule meetings to collecting taxes.In Loren’s experience though, they were bureaucratic piss ants that pretended to help people, but really just wanted to exercise their authority whenever they could. They hid behind rules and process, rather than actually getting things done. If Loren had tried to innovate farming closer to the capital, where these administrators held sway, she would still be filling out applications for the right to change the spacing between her grape vines. The Administrator smiled, and the little glint there told
Naori was a calm girl, but even she had trouble keeping up with Loren’s energy and forcefulness. The woman was a force of nature. ‘Are all mages like her?’ She knew that wasn’t true. Naori hadn’t even been in the city for a day, and she’d been treated terribly by every mage but Loren… and that one Sheriff. She realised Loren was special, and was glad Shinra had made a friend.‘Hard to believe he works with the Sheriffs. I think the village elders would faint!’ Shinra was the village thief, and everyone looked down on them for it. Shinra didn’t care. He told Naori often that the villagers’ opinions didn’t feed them. ‘They look down on us, but most of them would do worse to save their families. I’d actually lose more respect for them if they weren’t even willing to steal for their loved ones,’ Shinra had said.He always made Naori feel safe, and he never let her feel ashamed. Their life was hard, but they had each other. ‘Brother, you haven’t been fair to me. I want to see
“Hahahahah!” Iga laughed. Long and hard. “Well, you are interesting at least.” He looked at his two Colonel’s, and then at the rest of their compound. The spell was visible now, a tight, blinking ring of green that should have compelled anyone living over to the courtyard they were in. Iga’s face darkened. “You’re dead, your family is dead, any friends you ever had are all dead. They just don’t know it yet.” The menace in his voice was palpable, Shinra could feel it as clearly as the spell that had moved him to the courtyard. “You see, the Akasooki is my family, and if you hurt my family, I hurt yours. You don’t have too long to regret it, but I hope you can see what we are going to do to your loved ones from hell,” Iga barked out. Scanril and Elihar looked more calm, but the calm of professional killers. They were just ready to do their job.Shinra had a job to do too. He didn’t have many friends or family left, but he wasn’t going to let his actions hurt them either. If h
Iga was a mage, but, like most mages, his power and talent were not awe-inspiring. Nothing like the emperor and his family, who could level an army or defeat a murder of dragons with just their weave craft. No, Iga was powerful because he knew the value of information. He collected the dark and dirty secrets of anyone who is important in the empire, and use them to further his own agenda or his clients. He wasn't afraid to use blackmail and murder to position his clients for success. That is why he became a powerful tool for certain nobles in the empire, and his wealth and influence had grown.His guild was small, but it had been respected and feared in the parts of the empire that mattered the most. 'And this fairy tale monster has dismantled it all on its own, a Ninja. 'He watched the young man standing over Elihar's body, blood dripping down his face. He hadn't used a whiff of magic, not even a bit, and yet he had seen him teleport behind them, and just now had sliced through Elih
Naori's life had turned upside down in the space of a day.Not only was her brother alive, which she has suspected, but he was a deputy not a convict. He was friends with a rich country witch, and the man who had arrested him had become his mentor somehow. 'I knew Shinra was an amazing brother, but no one else had seen how great he was before. 'The realisation had brought tears to her eyes in Wintersbane's office, and it had flustered the older man. All of these revelations had caused a problem for her though, she had expected to come and visit her brother in jail and make sure he was okay. Then she would have to go back to the village. Now though, her brother was off having fun somewhere on his day off from work and she didn't know when he would be back."I might be speaking out of turn here, but why would you even go back to the village?" Loren asked.Loren had become Naori's unofficial guide. Not only through the city, but through Shinra's life. The University student was fierce
Shinra had not seen much magic in his life. He could maybe remember a handful of times he’d witnessed magic more impressive than cosmetic changes for the nobility, or for transportation in the city. He could recall an illusionary dragon display for some festival once… but, up until he received the System, no one had weaved spells directly at him.Which was why, even though he was about to be hit by a proper war level fireball, he was a little awed by the sight. The guild master had only made one sign, that Shinra noticed, and a pulsing blue sphere of energy coalesced out of the air. He saw wisps and strands of power coming from the man himself, but also out of the air and ground, until the sphere was the size of two fists and floating in front of him. Except for the pulsing, it could have been made of glass or some rare jewel.“Natus Sol,” Iga said, and the sphere shot towards Shinra, and transformed. It expanded to the size of a large barrel as it shot forward, in destructive sp