The Gifted Masters: A Silver Century

Chapter 1 ♦️ The Rise (Pt.2)

Chapter One ♦️ The Rise (Part.2)

     Christine had years of regular schooling before but grew tired of it, so she transitioned to the connections in their world through Evansce Academy. Other than herself, there were no magic wielders in Evansce, but it didn't stop her from attending the academy to gain a better understanding of the mysterious separate tank of mana she had. That's where the detestation for the gifted masters rose for many reasons.

Pleased by her magic and academic standing, Christine was the youngest certified instructor, and no team other than her group was made of two or more different natures in Evance Academy. This young mage had to seize many challenges to formulate her five-person unit, she accepted people who were willing to challenge each other with this form of aggregation.

At first, when the squad-less students approached Christine, she wanted to know their intentions realizing that a few were forcing themselves into her hands. In the end, after much teaching and vigorous elemental training with her pupils, Christine acknowledged that they simply wanted to break the norms of their Viking and academic life under her leadership. Despite the mage being given the cold shoulder by higher instructors, and her actions being strictly monitored by the entirety of Evansce's people and council, her icy determination never faltered and became the best team and mentor of their generation.

The gifted unit was formed with the members being Elias Knoll, Adan Johansen, Pisa, and Pawk under the leadership of Christine. After the mage graduated the crew, she remained an instructor in the academy for a while before leaving with her knowledge. Even before the team graduated under Christine's leadership, everyone involved was targeted by hate, but every member stepped up for their unit. Some of her members were there to look after her, to keep her safe the same way Christine would help them stay in the light.

Years after their academy days, the original team rose to fame when they reunited to defeat a colossal and mindless dragon. The massive beast was like no other, it had forced itself into the main grounds of Evansce, but it stood no chance of survival when team Christine showed up at its site.

Although Evansce was the spawning ground for dragons, the citizens were startled by the terrible slain beast. Many dragons had their minds intact, and strangely, many others did not, roaming Evansce with artificial intelligence. The mindless dragons had been corrupted for centuries, wanting to obtain something in their nature while destroying what was in their path.

     The Razor Shin Feast was a way to level the dragon population of Evansce, and it also served the people there a release from their tension with the beasts. Mysteriously, however, the carnage on both sides began diminishing. Evanscenians had stepped back from slaying when they realized the creatures stopped their foul play nearly a decade ago. But the tradition remained with the people, and the dragon-hunting was now monthly instead of weekly. No one knew why the majority of dragons stopped their bloody ruckus. The Vikings were uncomfortable and worried that the dragons might suddenly fire upon them twice as hard since the beasts hadn't gone on a killing spree in so long. Everyone was afraid of what could happen because they knew the destruction they were capable of doing; it had been ten years since the last and official group attack by the beasts took place.

The Vikings were still sick and tired of what they went through in Evansce. The dragons still hunted and carried off with their goods and livestock, but no longer in packs. Motivation in dragon hunting dwindled, but they still gathered themselves on full moons to butcher them. Since a decade ago, many dragons spent their days and nights lurking in the shadows. Their presence never faded, they were always there, always watching, waiting for something that many desired with other beasts.

     It was too physically easy nowadays for Christine to slay a beast. Dragons had become easier to eliminate, and her group was aware of their strength together. In her mind, it was hard for her to kill a dragon. She wanted to believe that the fire-breathing basilisks were misunderstood. She thought she could connect with them. She never wanted to kill them, but her slaying skills felt like an instinct. It was her mind and heart that held her back. If Christine could tame a dragon and keep it on a leash, she knew she would do whatever it took not to kill another of their kind. It'd just be a challenge to her, but if she found a way for it to become possible she'd know then that she was never meant to slay them. Christine always believed that there was something for her to commit to for the entirety of Evansce, slaying dragons, in her heart, wasn't the task she needed to do.