Two-Faced Twosome

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The Charm Of Cranstatioa. The designs on the pages shone when the pages were found. Talk about your new type of Glossary.

I levitated my sword a bit higher again. I didn't want to be caught anywhere near the ground.

The Charm Of Cranstatioa is a separation charm. It was founded by Hearthian's very first wizard, The Great Sardá Wy.

When the first Hearthian King-

Yadda, yadda, yadda. I don't have time for the rest of this historical nonsense!!! Sardá is a stupid name. Makes him sound like a woman.

"Give me that book you impudent little brat. I have contempt for you and you know it. Just give me that book and we can finally settle this obnoxiously, worthless, dispute. And you can finally contemplate on your silly misbehaviour in this predicament!"

Big words. Ugh, enough of this nonsense!!! I buried my head back in the book...

The charm only works if the target is anywhere within view of the spell caster. That part might not be that easy.

I read through to get the wording right. I somehow felt comfort in reading encantations and knowing I could easily understand them like a sweet breeze when people rarely could.

But any good feeling wasn't gonna help me now. I stuffed the book in my bag and took a deep breath.

"Hey dirty ink face! Why not get your stupid, gosh-darn book up here!!!" I yelled at the top of all of the mist.

Her inky hair strands seemed to be fired from all directions at me. I went down while she seemed distracted.

I couldn't think of a way to get rid of the mist. I couldn't do that kind of complex magic sort could I?

If I tried to fire any type of attack without knowing the location of my target I could hurt anyone! Marco, Sam, Pepper, Scipes... Anyone. Maybe even myself if I ain't careful.

I carefully and alertingly paced my way through the mist. I knew for sure that she could read aura's. But could she tell which aura belongs to which person?

I could tell if someone is mind reading but aura's?... I'm not completely sure. I bumped into someone from behind my back.

I turned on the offensive and pointed my sword at the neck.

"Heat, It's me!"

I stared at Sam.

"Oh, sorry. I didn't know. I went on the offensive."

"Yeah, you did. Why are you so stubborn today is something bothering you?"

"Deffo. I just can't shake off this feeling." I said. I looked behind him, an inky black tentacle was slowly creeping up.

"I don't really know why it's always you saving us. It separates us completely. I just wish I could just say another joke with you but I feel kinda serious to talk about it."

"If you're the waiting to save me, why not I save you first!" I slashed the tentacle causing the cut end to poof into a cloud of smoke. And quickly regrow.

"Do you know how to blow these mists away?" He asked me. He threw an Aurora ball at a strand.

"I have no such clue." I shot a rainbow beam at another hair. "Hey, wanna play Knight?"

"What do you mean?" He asked throwing another Aurora ball.

"You're on the defensive, and I'll get em." I told him standing right behind him back-to-back.

He nodded smiling menacingly. "Game?"

"ON!!!" I slashed at another strand.

I was caught off guard and a strand took me into the air and brought me down to Hearth with a bump. A hard one too.

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