Ch 15. A Drop of Blood

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Lucinda

I slip my communicator into my pocket and start heading for the door. I pause for a second and walk over to the window and open it. We are only 452 stories high so I decide to jump out of the castles window. I look over at James, "Are you coming?"

"Can I?" He asks looking at the window. "You're not going to jump are you?"

"Yes and yes." I say sitting in the windowsill. "Come here."

"Yeah no thank you. I really like to live long enough for my first base fight so-" He says shifting his eyes to the door.

"We don't have much time knuckle head! Get your ass over here now or you will stay." I yell, standing up in the huge windows.

James sighs and walks over to me. The moment he is in reach, I grab his shirt and jump. Both of us are shooting down, with extreme speed. I slightly balance myself out and send wind magic under us, shooting us across the sky like a jet. The moment we had jumped out of the window, our communicators automatically changed our outfits into black suits with goggles. Allowing us to see despite the high winds. After a few miles, we see a building almost like the mausoleum but this one has about 10 stories and has many windows.

James, who already has trust issues, for good reasons, looks ready for me to drop him. Instead, we both land nicely on the ground in front of the building. The moment we land, our clothes go back to normal.

James looks around with a question mark written on his face. "Um when the hell did that get there?" He asks.

"Oh the Zolakima?" I ask walking to it.

"Zo-la-key-ma?" James says super slow. "The hell does that mean and the hell is it?"

"Its a building and it is the name of the new headquarters for the rebellion. All bases are to communicate to this building. Which in return communicates to all the masters and so on. Eventually, I will have an office over in this building. Though I am still going to avoid the paper work." I say smiling.

"You don't act like a leader you know..." James says giving me a look. "You stole this building didn't you?" He accuses me.

I gasp and look at him with fake shock. "I am offended by such a statement! I bought all the materials for this lovely building! And it was built yesterday."

"Yesterday?" He asks confused again.

"Oh they used a more advanced form of elemental magic, they call it Liavansotak which means Construction Magic. But really its just the spells that constructs things."

"Wait you said you paid for it." He says looking me up and down.

"Hey I have money you know. Enough though people do not have to actually pay for much here in the rebellion and we help rebuild other realms kingdoms." I say knowing where he is going with this.

"Where did you get the money?" He asks accusing me again.

"I do at least 20 ranked A mission a day plus I do un-classed missions all the time. Plus, we have a small tax on anyone who makes over a hundred zina a week. Zina as you know is a basic currency that is in many realms. Which is the equivalent of making two thousand dollars a week. But I make over a thousand zina with my missions put together a day." I say all might like. "Plus I stole a lot of the money we have."

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