Espex The Demon Mage. (1)

Chapter 18: Aftermath.

Espex was thinner than when Samth had last seen him, his ghost white body frail looking. His face was starting a small garden of purple hair. His usual glowing eyes dim, but he held a great smile for Samth. "You have grown much in the last days." Samth just blushed red and grinned back at Espex.

"Could someone let us out? It's cramped in here." Complained Haya.

Espex just looked at him with scorn, Samth laughed as did Isis.

"I will go get Tate, wait here." An awkward silence took hold as Espex and Haya looked at her heads tilted, Isis went a little red and her pink eye changed to orange. "You know what I mean!" And she ran off towards the old man jumping over bodies.

"I saw the move you used Samth." Espex was as ever very serious. "Was this what you thought my move was like?" Samth gave a nod but no reply. "Well Done! It was amazing." Samths skinny face light up with delight. Her big blue eyes wide and almost crying. Both Espex and Samth talked to each other as nothing had happened and that Haya wasn't in the cage with them both.

Tate stood looking at his stained crimson robes. "Ah this will not come out; too bad I liked this robe."

"Sir, Sir, sir" Isis shouted running through the battlefield mess. "Espex and Haya need to be freed, Can you do it?"

Tate looked at the unique chubby faced Isis and smiled with his big grey lips. "Of course I shall." Isis eye changed from orange back to pink. He walked forward towards the cage, floating almost over the battlefield. Samth turned and bowed down her head to Tate as did Espex and Haya. "No need to bow. We are all equals here. Now I shall free you two idiot apprentices of mine." His old hand moved forward through the robe and clasped like grabbing a fly. The cage moaned and moved as the steel door buckled under the mana pressure. This made the door cage open and free Espex and Haya. Getting out Haya just vanished, swallowing him up in white light. Espex did not, his bare feet tied as his feet hit the mud he tried to balance himself as his hands were tied also. "I am glad to see that you are fine Espex, but now we Mage of Gord are at war with King Coext of Skov." Espex looked at his old teacher leaning against his large brown staff.

"I figured. This changed nothing this just means I have to find him faster than ever before." Tate nodded and turned to Samth.

"This fine young woman here will no doubt follow you, she has skill that I have not seen in generations, and how long have you trained her?"

Espex still balancing himself in the bloody mud replied in his weird low accent. "A wee while maybe month or so." Tate looked wide eyed true shock hit the old man.

"Has she been ranked in Gord?"

"Yes she is a Novice."

Tate looked at the young skinny Samth and shook his old bearded face. "No she is not. She is now Samth the Angelic. I have never seen such taking to mana; it's almost as if the heavens themselves surround you." Espex, Tate and Isis all smiled at the confused and taken back Samth.

Running through the dead woods of Harrow the white knights did their best to get distance from Tate. They all reached the other side entering a plain. What awaited them was not what they wanted. A large group of men all wearing different clothes, some wore large purple robes, other white robes. Some didn't even wear robes they wore clothes much like Isis, then there was some that looked just like common folk. One stood out from the rest in the middle of the countless crowds. He wore a large top with a hood, under the hood he wore a hat made from wool it was branded with a crest of fire. His face was white and square, blue eyes and freckled face. His trousers blue and made from a material unknown too many. He even had large black boots of steel with matching black gauntlets.

"You are guilty of attacking fellow mage and Arch-Mage! You shall be punished! Arch-Mage may have let you live but we the rest of the school shall not!" His voice was masculine and bold. Amun then pointed his black hand at the knights.

Kruem far behind his men was running out of breath and clutching his missing arm draped in his red cape. He stopped when he heard an explosion then screaming.

"What is this?"

He slowly walked forward and when within distance but still in the woods he saw it. All the knights being attacked by another large group of mage. Kruem with his bravery jumped to new heights of honour. He ducked down and hid himself until night fall. He was a dead man if he got up now. There he stayed until night.