Damascus immediately ran towards Jake and hugged his friend tightly. Then he sat on the ground while catching his breath. “You could’ve killed me with that woman,” he said while looking at the ground. “You even saved me from death.”“So the healing spell that I cast down there healed you?” Jake asked. “But you were dead. You were dead even before we got there.”“That’s what I knew as well. But I guess, you have awakened something that wasn’t awakened even by the strongest mages in history. Or maybe even the Aetherlock,” Damascus replied.Jake looked at his friend. He did not say anything, but he thought about what Damascus said. He knew he didn’t have the magic to bring dead people to life. He didn’t even try using the reanimation magic even before. So, there must be a possibility that what Damascus said was true. “Anyway, we don’t have much time to think about it right now,” Damascus suddenly said while slowly standing up.Jake nodded and his brows knitted when he saw the bodies of
Karlow quickly dashed to Damascus and he carried him on his back. He knew that he wouldn’t be able to match that form of Valaree, and that retreating would be the best option for them to save their lives. He wanted to fight but he didn’t want to waste the second life he had now. So, he couldn’t be reckless. But he hadn’t gone far away yet, when Valaree jumped in front of him.“Don’t look at his eyes!” Damascus said faintly. Karlow quickly looked away from Valaree and he started to run to the other side. “You can try looking at his chest. Just avoid looking at his face, or else you’ll be tempted to look at those eyes.” Damascus said again.“Damn it! How can I fight like that?” Karlow exclaimed.“Just put me down,” Damascus said. “I will just slow you down. I am done for. So, just go and fight without thinking about me.”Karlow snickered. “As if a noble knight like me can do that to a comrade who saved my life.”“Ah! Damn it! Let me go!” Damascus shouted.Karlow was about to answer b
Screeching sounds of tires and brakes, blaring horns, and sirens of ambulance and police cars filled the air, creating a mixed sound of chaos. Jake jolted awake, his heart was pounding hard like it would come out of his chest.“A dream?! What the hell? Where am I?!” he asked as he looked around with squinted eyes. “Damn! Is this… my old room?” Then he noticed his right leg wrapped with bandages. “Ah, are you kidding me?”He tried to stand up, but a strong headache struck him. He gripped his head and screamed in pain before collapsing on the floor. His mind raced as memories flashed through his mind. He remembered how he was hit by a trailer truck while saving a boy and dying on the streets. He thought that was his end but he was awakened as a mage in a different world. In a green and blue world of Eldramoria. A world of magic and majestic creatures. His recollections of living there were still vivid. He attained the highest rank of magician, Archmagus Maximus, and was regarded as t
Jake was brought to the hospital together with the child he saved. He went under some tests and was dismissed right away when they didn’t see anything wrong with him. The wounds he got from the scene were all gone. Also, luckily, the child didn’t get any serious injuries from the incident. He was about to get out of the hospital when a doctor suddenly approached him.“You’re Mr. Jake Drummond, right?” the doctor asked while looking at him intently. “Yes, I am. Why?” he responded as he faced the doctor with gray hair and wrinkled face. “How did this happen?” the doctor asked with circled eyes. “You’re supposed to be bedridden for the rest of your life. And your right leg. It was supposed to be broken. How come, you can…” Jake smiled then patted the doctor’s right shoulder. “There are things in this world that are really hard to understand, doc. Just be happy for me.” Then he leaned and whispered to the doctor’s ear. “And please don’t tell this to anybody. This is better kept sec
The next day, Jake woke up with a grumbling stomach. He forgot to eat after all what happened yesterday. So, he stood up to get some food but to his dismay, there was nothing left in his apartment. He closed his eyes and thought of a spell that he could use to create food. But he couldn’t remember any. So, with a frowning face, he stood up and started to rummage around his almost empty room. And under his bed, he found a dollar, just a dollar and that’s it.“Seriously? This can’t even buy a loaf of bread,” he said while staring at the bill in his hand. “I guess I really have to earn money again.”He threw the bill on his bed and went to take a shower. He savored the cold water running on his skin and his teeth clenched when he remembered what Rosalie said last night. Then he recalled how the people around him treated him before.He deeply sighed. “I am not the same Jake you know. This time I am going to take what’s supposed to be mine.” Then he smirked.He looked for good clothes to
Jake yawned then glanced at a clock just outside his father’s building. It was already 12 noon and he hasn’t eaten anything yet since yesterday and the MMA fight that he would be joining was scheduled at 9 o’clock. “Ah! That old man! If I could just use my mind control again!” he said while clenching his teeth. “I’ve never been so hungry my entire life. I have to eat something so I can use my magic.” He looked at the Aetherlock and its bright red gem turned dark. “Ah, so you won’t work if your owner’s energy is also low. I guess I can’t do anything now but to look for food.” He looked around, hoping to see someone he knew or a small shop where he could ask even for just a glass of water. But there was nothing. All that was there were luxury shops and expensive fine dining restaurants. “But complaining will do nothing. I have to do something.” He stretched his back and arms then he started to walk away though he didn’t know where exactly to go. He was about to cross the street wh
Mr. Felix Drummond, Jake’s father, went down from the balcony and walked to the center of the ring. Jake started to take off his shoes and shirt, then he put on the grappling gloves from the bag his sister gave to him. “Are you sure about this, Jake?” his father asked him while looking at his eyes. “Look at that man on the floor. His nose was shattered like glass, and who knows if he’s going to wake up. Do you really want to end up like him?”“Enough talking,” Jake responded while strapping his gloves. “I also want to know if I will end up like that so, get the hell out of there and watch.”Mr. Drummond smirked and glared at him. “Okay, then. You may rest in peace after this.”The old man asked for a microphone then he faced the people around the octagon.“Tonight is a special night! You’ll all witness a one of a kind performance from my son Sebastian,” he said to the audience. Now, Tell me! Who wants to see blood?!”The place was suddenly filled with the people’s roar.“Okay then. A
“That was an impressive fight,” Mr. Drummond said to Jake. “But we can’t discuss matters here. Follow me.”Jake remained silent. The body guards followed him as he walked after his grandfather. He was led to a massive metal door. And nobody would ever believe that such a place existed within the shabby bar. His father pushed the door and the smell coming out of the room made him cover his nose. He was not a fan of strong disinfectant and drugs. He entered the room then the doors were shut by the bodyguards.“What is this place?” Jake asked as he looked around. There were a lot of sample tubes, beakers, microscopes, and machines he was not really familiar with in the room. There were also some huge glass jars containing skin of species he didn't know and some internal organs.“This is a secret laboratory of my company. Secret experiments are done here by my carefully selected people and pharmaceutical scientists,” the old man replied. “And this is one of the places that you would tak