Anya

Chapter Six

Chapter Six

   In a few subtle ways, Dimitri had said goodbye to his family. Being the youngest, it felt odd to him that he was going around and giving them advice and trying to support them whilst also not being there potentially in the future.

   As he grew up, he spent little time with his siblings. He practiced in solitude for days on end, only seeing his father, Clarissa and her mother as they helped teach him. His siblings were all close apart from him. That was why he believed he did not mourn Grigoriy like the rest, he felt like he couldn’t.

   He missed his brother terribly but he felt like he didn’t have a right to mourn him and it was a sad reality.

   His real family had always been Clarissa. She was his age and understood him. There was a reason as to why he told her more of the truth than any of his real family.

   Don’t get him wrong, he does love his family and they were the driving force behind this strong spell but he always felt left out while being included at the same time.

   As Dimitri approached the Zafiro wall of Anceps, each step he took was like an anchor was weighing him down. He was surprised he made it to his destination without wanting to be sick. His fears were sinking in and the fact that this was a last resort was also causing his doubts to multiply.

   His father was stood there with an almost solemn look on his face. Not only had the recent events been a toll on him but he wanted to give his family the first piece of good news since Dimitri was born and if another son died, it could potentially send his wife into a deep depression.

   Stood next to his father was a very reluctant Rolchov. His father figured that if the spell got a little out of hand he could help out but with what had happened a few days ago, Dimitri was approaching the idea of him being here wearily.

   “Are you sure you want to do this Dimitri?” Rolchov asked and he just nodded his head in response, he did not want to speak with Rolchov that much. He was not even being childish, he just did not trust him anymore.

   “What is the first step then?”

      “I think it is best to reverse the anti-portal spell, it would probably be the easiest one.” His father replied. “The locking spell is hard to get rid of but if you manage to erase the enclosed spell, the locking spell will go with it.”

   “The anti-portal spell,” Dimitri mused. He knew how to create a portal but getting rid of one was something entirely new. It wasn’t like he could just chant the spell and reply ‘anti-‘ or something along those lines to make it disappear into a puff of smoke.

   “This is where the dangerous part plays in…” Rolchov explained carefully. “To reverse the spell you need a certain amount of ingredients and well, you can get most of them inside of Anceps but there is one which we cannot get a hold of.”

   Dimitri groaned, “And what is that?”

      “Five drops of blood from a yardan.” His father told him. “They only reside in the Mandarina Faction. However, the ingredient is not the most important. The piece of brick is the most important; the blood only ties the spell together and keeps it secure. Once you reverse the spell, any other spell you create will cause parts of the spell to spit out and it will kill any living thing it touches.”

   Dimitri knew that it was dangerous and definitely knew that it was deadly but never understood why. He had never dealt close to this type of magic before. All he had ever practiced on live was some demons and goblins and they were easy to battle.