" Just sit still!" Zayne yelled. Machate sat there. He was completely useless. Apparently he was a " necessary accomplice ".
" You can't make me! I am Tybalt's son!" Machate looked at them.
Zayne was clutching Briar's shoulders. Forcing him to be laying down. His eyes with sharp pupils and bright eyes. He snarled showing his sharp teeth.
Tybalt silently watched. He squinted with every wince of pain that escaped Briar
" And I am appointed to cure you by Tybalt!" She yelled back with aggravation in her voice.
Machate quietly walked out. This was none of he could fix. All the best he could do is pray to Stelia that that Briar would be cured. He walked down the gravel path.
" Why so alone?" A voice like a snake's questioned. Machate immediately turned around. His dark brown hair getting in the way. " Why are you here... Why so angry?" The voice slithered.
" I'm not afraid of you!" Machate yelled to the darkness.
The voice chuckled.
Machate caught a glimpse of slick blonde hair behind him. He turned away.
" Or are you?" He saw him. Taller then him he was in the same uniform that Caspian had worn. He had saggy blonde hair with light blue eyes.
There was something about him that seemed familiar.
" Your Randell." Machate said.
" Aah. So you expected me didn't you young Machate. Rucailo's word was true. You do have blood of magix." Machate was confused. Then a question rushed up to his mind.
" Why are you here?"
" Well, that will be discovered." He started to back up to the hut Zayne and Briar was in. His body started to turn into smoke.
" Also, Machate shadows are in your blood I can feel it." Then he disappeared.
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The War Of The Magi
FantasíaOn a dark night Machate's village, Xynnar got destroyed by his brother. Who was sentenced to death because of his powers. After his execution he became a shadow knight and caused mayhem. Machate needed to escape a befriends a blind priestess who can...
