Elli
October 2, in the year of 8845, Reminis Calendar (RC)
Lukas held his wand aloft, which was now gleaming as if silvery stars were trapped in it.
Smirking, he muttered an incantation and flocks of ravens, in next to no time, attacked the guards. Lightning shot out of the guards' spears but as it hit the ravens, they vanished. In seconds, new ravens appeared and their beaks pecked incessantly at the guards.
Amidst the chaos, Sam led the thieves into the school.
Once the gate was closed, the only sounds they could hear were the pounding of their boots on the white marble, and cutlery scraping against plates from behind a great mahogany door. The thieves didn't forget to admire the school's design, as they would never want to sneak into here again. Elli's eyes took in the beige tapestry with silvery dotted stars. Candle lights in golden candelabras shone on the constellations, bringing them to life.
The sound of a lady commentator rhymed over them, "Welcome to Spearwood Sorcery Academy, the institution in where you'll learn the skills necessary to kill your enemy. Sorcerers whose cloaks are shabby, please clean up before the holy assembly."
"You still need to attend assembly after dinner? I thought it only happens on Monday morning."
Elli let out a laughter of disbelief.
"Markie, your girlfriend talks funnily," said Sam.
"She-- She's not my girlfriend," Marko stuttered before resuming his composure. "Just answer her question."
Sam's fingers subconsciously went to his neck. Elli noticed that he had put a big red plaster on it.
The rhino-haired mage wasn't aware of Elli staring at him in suspicion. Schooling a smug smile onto his face, he said, "We aren't allowed to speak about it to the outsiders, but I can tip you on that, for the sake of your pitiful ears. It's an activity to make us become amiable and obedient."
"I say, it doesn't help. You still look like a mule. Slow. Stubborn. Silly." Lukas sneered at Sam.
The Golden-Born opened his mouth to retaliate when a complaint came from the entrance door behind them. The thieves leaped behind a pillar, leaving Sam standing in the middle of the hallway. Startled by the shrill voice, Sam turned around and found a frail janitor goggling at him like an old gold fish. Her scarce grey hair looked like it was constantly being zapped by static electricity. Her golden-rimmed monocle made one of her eyes appear ten times larger than the other one. An overly joyful mop stood beside her. Her mouth pouted up so high that anyone could run the dancing mop over it and find it still, well, pouting.
"Oh, you again! Do you know how often I've mopped this floor? I'm going to bring you to—"
"Just take this and be gone." Sam put a wad of currency in the janitor's palm,
That instantly turned her into a mute mode. She smiled and disappeared behind another pillar.
The group quickened their pace until they reached the end of the alleyway, where two branches opened up. Two signs hung from the ceiling, reading, Left Wing to Hall of Honour and Right Wing to Library of Liberty. Sam took the right turn, and another mahogany door stood in their way.
He pushed the handle down.
The hinges wailed. The stench of old leather escaped from the room immediately. The library looked akin to a gladiator emporium. The chairs were all stacked on the desks and pushed to the walls. Spiders scattered around the surface of the bookshelves like marching soldiers.
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Two Worlds: Clash of the Guardians (Completed)
Fantasy*Vampires* II *Romance* II *Action* Elli Nilsson is twenty years old when she is abducted as hostage by a horde of blood-suckers called the Vampists. The Vampists, from a magical kingdom called Reminis, have threathened Elli's father into making the...
