Speech Craft: The Sly Prince

"Gaajd! Ucjocvi jwub cah!" he said as his pursuers entered the forest. Sudenly the great roots of Anatoia shook and rose up as if they awoke
their milion year slumber. The roots entangled the pursuers horses like a snake constricting its victim."He can use magic!" the captain said. "Hurry more are coming lets get out of here!" Alex shouted. "Lecs Rakug Ih!" his voice deep and with authority as if he was commanding more than he is chanting a spell. And as those words left his lips a great wind coming from the north blew and with it came thousands of different collored dried and fresh leaves that blocked the sight of their pursuers. "what school of magic is he using?! is he a freaking elementalist?!". "No, He's much more fearful" the captain spoke as he looked at the silhouette of the most wanted man of Zenonia "his Alex the Sly Prince".