It was high noon in the town square when two dark figures in hoods arrived from opposite ends, coming to a halt beside an ornate water fountain. The blue veiled Casper taunted the red veiled Ward but to no avail in his resolve. Their hands opened wide, spewing small balls of hot plasma at one another. The old cobblestone beneath their speeding feet cracked to the point where the fountain was split in half. Ward managed to distract Casper with the surrounding buildings long enough to get a clear shot at the malevolent mage, striking him down in the heat.
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Short StoryA challenge to see if I could pack a book's worth of story into only one hundred words. enjoy :)
