Chapter Twenty-Five: Decaying

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Lincoln woke up in a cage, he picks his head up.

"Ngh!" He yelped when he opens his eyes to see a skeleton in the same cage. He falls backward against the side of it. "Geez." He looks down seeing no ground, he has suspended thousands of feet in the air, his cage welted to a rock ceiling. He coughs and leans his head back, letting his leg hang through an opening. Chains are coiled around his torso, restricting his arms to his sides. He closes his eyes, listening to see if anyone is around. He hears laughing all a sudden and the cage creaks making him look at it.

"You're awake." A voice said, their voice echoing off the surroundings. The Lincoln goes through the bars under him and his eyes widen. He screams as he falls, watching the cage shrink in the distance and he suddenly stops, the cage pulling tighter around him making him cry out out in pain. He's hanging sideways, he struggles, his ribs hurting him but it fighting through the pain. His struggling making him spin slowly in the air and when he turns around, his eyes connect with red beating ones. "Tell me, Light Mage, do you know where you are?" Lincoln looks around. He sees volcanic grounds.

"Well...these are volcanic grounds. Dark Mage territory." Lincoln said. Lincoln looks at the figure. "...wait..who are you?" The figure stands, Lincoln sees their hand glow blood red and the chains around him break. He hits the ground, the figure walking over. Lincoln tries a spell but the spell dies out. 'Anti-Magic.' Lincoln thought. The figure grabs Lincoln's wrist. Lincoln was about to speak when his sleeve starts to turn back and decayed into ashes. Lincoln's eyes widen. 'O, my god. I know who this is now. It's Archer Magi.' Lincoln thought. Archer Magi, the leader of the Dark Mages and the first mage to master Necrotic Magic, death magic, and corruption magic. Archer grins at Lincoln. His hands and up to his elbows are ashen grey and decayed looking, he is dressed in dark colors with brown hair and red eyes. Archer usually doesn't show his face making his advisors known as the leaders but Archer is above all of them. He grabs Lincoln's shoulder. Lincoln struggles.

"Did you figure it out, light mage?" Archer asks. Archer's fingers graze Lincoln's cheek. His cheek tainted in black starts to decay making Lincoln close his eyes as his arm flared up in pain.

"Stop," Lincoln said.

"Tell me where Seto is." Archer said. Lincoln struggles, the shoulder of his jacket and shirt turning into ashes as Archer's cursed hand grabbed his shoulder. His skin burning as his skin turns black and starts to deteriorate. Archer grits his teeth, he grabs Lincoln's throat and mumbles under his breath, Lincoln collapses onto the ground as Archer let go of him. Archer snapped his finger, Lincoln gasped for air and his flesh is still deteriorating. Archer puts the heel of his boot into Lincoln's chest, pushing his weight down. "Where is Seto Azdel and James Waglington? I want to melt the flesh off their bones, I want to make them suffer. You better tell me, Light Mage, or else I'll make you led us to him." Lincoln grabs Archer's boot, trying to move it, but his wrist and shoulder have decomposed too much that he doesn't have any strength.

"Bite me." Lincoln snapped. Archer rolls his eyes, he raises his hand up, his palm facing down at Lincoln. Lincoln stares at his hand as Archer shakes his head.

"Lincoln...Lincoln...I'm a Death and Corruption Mage, but if you insist on resisting. Plague." He spoke, a magic circle appears in the palm of his hand. Lincoln stares at it. "Evocation of the Void." Lincoln gasps and was out cold once the spell hit him.

"Hmm..so you're a quantum wizard," Archer said as he took his foot off Lincoln's chest. Archer smiles. "Perfect." Archer looks up when he sees Donella. "You picked up a quantum wizard, I thought that magic was a myth." Donella looks at Lincoln.

"And what is a quantum wizard?" She asks. Archer turns away from her.

"Quantum Wizards can defy all laws of science itself, able to phase through solid objects, walls even. He can bend reality and manipulate anything he wants. Even people. He could kill someone from the inside without even having to touch them. He has no limits to what he can manipulate and if he wants, he can do whatever he wants. The Magic Council hates quantum wizards because they cannot be controlled. So I'm wondering if Lincoln was keeping his magic type a secret. Well, won't be a secret anymore." Archer explained. Donella looks at Lincoln.

"Can Seto beat him?" She asks.

"Seto's weak," Archer said as he sat back down in his chair. Donella looks at Archer.

"Than why did Seto beat your ass up? I agree that Seto is weak, but I also don't. He's a Lightning wizard, Archer. He isn't someone to mess with." Donella said. Archer chuckles.

"Seto is an arcane wizard. But we must force him to use his lightning magic. Since you have failed to bring Seto and James to me. Lincoln will be leading you straight to Seto and to James. I want you to protect Lincoln from Seto's attacks, make sure Lincoln is the one who kills the both of them." Archer said. Donella crosses her arms.

"James use to be one of us, so why--"

"I'm sorry, what did I say?" Archer asks. She nods.

"I know. I know. But what if this doesn't work?" She asks. Archer rests his elbow on the armrest, his hand in the air as a red aura starts coming off it.

"I'll kill Seto and James myself."

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