The Last Summoner

Chapter 11

U N E D I T E D

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There was a fire creeping out onto every pieces of furniture it came contact with, merging with the blinding light as it enveloped the whole place.

An isolated mansion in the center of the forest where the interior and exterior designs screamed royalty. And then there was blood all over the place. Every person screams dreadfully and within seconds, it passes out gulping a death defying silence.

The peculiar thing here is the child; he remained unscratched, unharmed and it seems like that the presence of this child was unknown. In his own instinct, it ran outside the mansion, crying and helplessly seeking for help, but to no avail, no one outside that forest could help him.

An arrow was to be shot at that child but he somehow uttered a spell that summons a large wolf that is dressed with plated armor. In defense, the large wolf growled and then quickened its pace to catch the arrow using his own teeth. It was a successful attempt but then, what alarmed the child is that when his wolf caught the arrow, it lifelessly bounced to the ground, showing no signs of living.

He cried. The child cried knowing that one of his pets died because of him. The enemy charged forward to him given the chance that there was no hindrance between their distances.

Courageous face was put on by the child as he sways his hands, changing movements even faster as the seconds passed by. The enemy recognized that hand seal! It was a Teleportation Spell!

Nonetheless, even though the enemy knew that he could not dispel it, he was determined to weaken the child. He extended his arms backwards, aiming for the child that is about to finish his seal, and swiftly, he throws a needle laced up with poison. The enemy smiled knowing that the child.... he's poisoned.

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That dream again, Shane muttered under her breathe. Her breathing became heavy a while ago but it was then settled down minutes later.

When was the last time she did have a decent sleep? For her, maybe a week ago, or weeks ago was the answer. Why are the dreams showing now? Why not earlier? Can it be that something or someone triggered it? Or, could it be that my subconscious, subconsciously awakened and it opened lots and lots of memory that was supposed to be hidden inside the vaults and depths of memory lane, forever? It could be the latter right? Or maybe the former? Well, this is harder than I thought. Might as well I don't think about it again.

She got up and fixed her clothes that have been wrinkled and finger comb her messy hair. It has been like this. The constant cycle she was in; the constant universe that isn't within her grasp because she's merely a microscopic organism for it. She wondered when will it all end. How much time is left? What would be the future her would be? Could she continue living like this? Even so, she's still willing to gamble her life for the future that will eventually come.

She remembered that this is the day where they would enhance their affinity with nature. She's thinking that, would there be a likely increase if ever they'd study for it? Wouldn't it affect the other students' affinity for other things? Or other elements? Even so, the school administrators still insist that they should learn and they should be one with the nature.

And with that, they can't help but to let out a frustrated sigh that was kept within their heart from the first time the school admin implemented it. Although that's the problem for others, she's cool with it. Being one with the nature and making it as your closest relative is a plus for everyone and not only for her; she thinks that everybody should agree with this type of lecture.