Six Fates

Chapter Nine

"I'm trying what I can,"Azrail said, as he rummaged through his bag to look for his glass balls. He needed to redesign the cart, but also figure out a way to get it moving.

"Why can't you do that magic trick you did earlier?" Rainey asked after she looked at him sweating profusely.

His shoulders slumped forward, while his head was forward and his back was bent over.

"It was not a magic trick. Okay...maybe it was sort of. I don't think I will call it a trick...it's something else...something like manual magic."

"You mean magic done by objects, instead of you?"Asher snarkly commented.

"I think I have a better chance of helping us get there than my dear brother." he said as he moved closer to the remaining pieces of the wagon.

Azrail stiffened. He sometimes  disliked how his older brother always tried to prove how much better he was at everything.

It would be nice if Asher was not so self-absorbed for once, maybe he would learn something called compassion.

Hw wanted to say something back to his brother's comment, but before he could even utter a word, he saw the girls gaze at his brother as if he was their only source of hope. The confidence that Azrail felt dissipated quickly, so he stepped aside to give his brother a chance.

Asher lifted his hands and clasped them together. He first thought that his magic would not work, since the wagon was not what he designed and there was no way he could try to make it move, but then he realized he could instead make something else. Since his magic limited him in certain ways, he needed to think of a new mechanism.
In their world, if something was created or assembled by someone, it could only be restored by that same person if it is destroyed.
His best bet would be to use the air as a mode of transport, however it would also be risky method, considering the fact he has never flown anything in his life.

He contemplated about this, but it was worth a shot anyway, so he clasped his furry hands and raised them high in the air.

"Everyone move aside. This might be a bit too wild for you all. There is a possibility that one of you might be injured if you stand close" he thundered out loud.

Black dust bursted out of his long, dirty nails. He aimed his fingers at a nearby tree, hoping to knit its leaves together into a floating carpet. Unfortunately, he had failed to see that his aim was slightly off.
Instead of levitating leaves, he had brought the entire tree straight back to him. It would have slammed directly onto his head, if he had not loosened his grip on it.

Azrail smirked at him.

"I'm not done yet. That was just a mistake!" Asher thundered out loud.

His tone lowered.

"I just need the wagon's wheels and a bunch of leaves, maybe a few sticks as well," Asher stated.

"I'll help you Asher," Mirai chirped in.

"We can all help. If we are going together, we need to work together as a team and that includes you Asher," Rainey said.

"I don't take orders," Asher replied.

"Okay , then we can leave without you," Aife responded.
Asher turned towards the black haired girl.
"You can't really leave without me. You need me to survive and don't forget that I am a prince!" Asher yelled.

Azrail had enough. 

He walked up to his brother and whispered: "Alcinder expects us to meet him with these girls. We've done so much. Why can't you just cooperate in certain circumstances? Can you please just lower your voice for once?