Sebastian entered the Dorm and went straight to his room. He slipped off the hood from his head and took off his cloak, silver hair falling on his back, reaching down to his buttocks. He sat on his bed, hands covering his face, trying to keep the tears at bay.
It would take some time to renew his cloaking spell. He would need to concentrate. He took deep breaths to calm himself. He was still trying to compose himself when he heard soft tapping on the attic windows. Surprised, but not in a panic, Sebastian cautiously drew the thick curtains aside and looked out.
Azra was hovering outside, waiting to be let in. Her eyes were a pale pink again. Seb opened the window and welcomed the bird with open arms.
“You have returned.” he whispered to the caladrius. “Do you recognize me?”
The bird noded then looked down and shook its head sadly.
“It’s all right.” Seb whispers. “It is not your fault.” He placed the bird down on his bed and went
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Sebastian started to laugh. Dorin froze. He looked at Johan as Seb’s laughter got even louder. “I’m 15! Which makes me older than you two idiots!” Seb blabbered, standing up shakily. “15 and a half to be exact! That means you mooorons need to listen to what I sa--- mmph!” Dorin placed a hand over the Seb’s mouth and watched as Johan tried desperately to catch his breath. “You okay?” Dorin asked the fire mage. Johan gasped as Dorin kept his hold on Seb’s mouth. “What... happened?” asked a bewildered Johan. “I think Seb’s drunk. I’ll take him to his room.” With that, he dragged the protesting friend to the bedroom and locked the door. He did a quick silence spell before taking his hand off his mouth. “How dare you place your filthy hand on my face!” Sebastian spat out. “Have you any idea who I am?!” “Okay, I guess the beer was a bad idea after all...” Dorin said with a sigh. “Now, settle down...” He tried to
There were voices by the door. Dorin and Johan looked at each other when they heard the knocking. “I’ll get it.” Said Dorin. He went to the front door, but before he could open it, he felt the beginnings of a spell. Dorin stepped out of the way just as the door was blasted off its frame by a ball of crimson fire. It flew to the kitchen and struck the sink, sending a spray of water from a broken pipe. He Planted his feet squarely on the floor and stomped his right foot. “You guys never give up, do you?” he said as he called upon the water from the broken pipes. The spray turned into a geyser and solidified into sharp blades of ice. “It’s an ice mage!” Dorin heard someone shout from outside. Another blast of fire shattered the ice blades. Dorin quickly gathered more water from the pipes and made a wall of thick clear ice to cover the entry way. He then walked in front of the door and looked outside. Xander stood in the hallway, his two escorts s
Dorin and Johan were shaking hands with Prince Xander in agreement when a groan came from the sofa. All eyes went to Sebastian. Dorin hurried to his side, touched his mouth and said a fast spell. A small pentagram sank into his lips. Azra flew immediately to her master’s side. “Ah, Sebastian’s awake.” Xander smiled at the other mage. Upon seeing them, Seb tried to stand up, pointed at them and opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He looked puzzled and touched his lips. “You’re drunk, Seb, go back to sleep,” Johan called from behind Dorin. Seb glared at him. “You feeling better?” Dorin asked his friend. Seb nodded. He appeared to be sober. “Do you remember what happened?” Seb looked at him, scrunched his face, and shook his head. “He’s still showing emotions” Dorin thought to himself, “He must still be a bit drunk.” Seb looked back at the 2 visitors and took a notepad from the table. [Why ar
Back in the Special Class Dormitory room, the three friends are having a discussion of their own. “We just need to talk, ok?” Dorin told the fire mage who was trying to close his hanging bedroom door. “You don’t need to worry, Seb’s much sober now.” “I know I deserve an explanation, but I would rather do that when your pal is ‘completely’ sober.” Johan told Dorin. He stared menacingly at Seb, his newly acquired pet dragon hissing as he did. “Right now, I don’t trust that guy, even if you did put a silence spell on him like you said you did. Seb stepped closer. He looked annoyingly at Johan, then pulled out his slate [I have already apologized to you, what more do you want?] he brandished it at Johan who read with his lips moving. “I need some sleep!” Johan barked. “Now, bug off and let me fix my door in peace!” Dorin stepped forward and forcefully takes the whole door down. Johan stared at him incredulously. “What did you do that for?!
“Why do you side with him?” The intruder asked, pointing with his taloned hand. “You should not trust these... mortals.” Dorin stared at the man. “Who are you?” he asked, a little too late. “Silence, maggot!” the man growled. He looked back at the dragon child. “Come with me, young one, we will go where we belong.” “Dragon belongs right here!” Johan answered back. “Isn’t that right, Dragon?” he asked the child on his shoulder. Dragon nodded vigorously. “You are young and foolish,” the man said again. “You don’t know what these creatures are capable of.” “And you have no right to take a fledgling from its father.” A familiar voice came from above them. The four of them looked up at the broken window. At the opening, riding an enormous white creature, was Damien Wolfsbane. “Damien!” Dorin called. Damien stepped off the creature, slipped through the broken window and landed gently between the intruder and the 2 you
Much later, the group are standing at a raised dais made from the bricks of the attic rooms. It was a twisting tower which wound up into an open platform on top. “Are you sure we won’t get into trouble for this?” Dorin asked again. “Rest assured, there is nothing to worry about,” Lady Lucille smiled at him. “All the mortals in the dormitory are currently in a deep slumber.” “It’s that green dragon,” Seb whispered to Dorin. “That’s a wind dragon, it has the ability to put others to sleep...” he pointed at a huge blue dragon “See that one? That is an ice dragon... And that one,” this time he pointed at another dragon, a gigantic red one with golden scales on its chest, much like Johan’s Dragon. It had sharp golden horns framing the top half of its head like a crown, and 3 pairs of piercing red eyes. “That is an adult Czar dragon.” “They have come to welcome the new hatchling,” Lady Lucille said beside them. “It’s been so long since a new Czar drag
“There, all done.” Dorin said as he adjusted the pentagon he drew on Johan’s chest. “Is that okay?” “More or less...” answered Johan, “But I think the squiggle on the left looked more like a heart with an eye in the middle...” “Rune, they’re called runes...” Dorin corrected him. “You sure this will work?” Johan asked for the nth time. “What if that professor finds out that her spell is broken?” “If she had a way to know about the spell being broken, then she whould have been here by now, or at least called the Dorm head to check on us,” said Sebastian who watched his two companions. He looked amused. “Which reminds me,” Dorin looked up from the rune he was writing, “What do we do when that prince guy comes here to fix the doors tomorrow?” “Just send them away.” Seb replied automatically. “But we gave our word...” Dorin looked troubled. “You think we can still take it back?” Asked Johan, “I really don’t like them touchin
No one stirred. Alexander stopped at mid-grasp as he aimed to touch Azra. Mordecai still held the skillet, a hot cake slowly sliding down into a dish held in his other hand. Venet and Boulvar both stood rooted on the corner where they were stationed, their eyes wide with surprise. “What are you doing?” Johan was the first to speak. He picked up Dagon from the floor. He looked stunned. “Now you’ve really done it!” Dorin said with a sigh. [Oh, so now you blame me?!] Seb wrote, his arms waving with exasperation. [When all this time you keep ignoring what I was saying?!] “Move.” He commanded them. Xander and the rest were finally able to move. They gasped for breath, caught themselves, and stared at Sebastian. “Silence.” Sebastian said before the others could utter a sound. “Stand before me and keep still,” he commanded. The small company fell in line in front of him and stood still. “So what now?” Johan asked, “Do
Thank you so much for reading thus far! Dorin and the rest of the gang will be back in Phasma Phase 5 :D . The faces in the dark have all been unmasked, and the secretive Erian aka Elazar Ravante the Silver Tongue has gone to gods know where. Dorin, on the other hand, is much too busy having fun in the university to bother about such things. After all, there's so much he wants to learrn, even when he gets stuck inside the walled city during summer while his friends go home to visit their families. But would he be stuck for good until he finally graduates? Join Dorin and his friends in their adventures, as the missing keys are found one after the other, leading to the road back to paradise in Phasma Phase 5. . Thank you all for reading Phasma! . This is where our book ends. Thank you for all the support you have shown me so far! . Farewell, `till we see again, this had been your author, Psynoid Al signing out :D I hope you will continue to support me by visiting my k
It is true that it is hard to believe the words of a person who have betrayed you. But someone was ready to believe everything about Elazar, even if he was so against ‘her’ when she was still Eirian.[How I wish I had a chance to talk to Elazar before he disappeared!] Sebastian wrote to Dorin when they got back to the dorms one day. [If I only knew he was my ancestor, I would have asked him hundreds of questions about being a silver tongue!]“Question is, would he have answered your questions truthfully?” Johan said after reading his slate. “
News of a terrorist that infiltrated the University spread the next day. The name of the people involved and details of the actual event were withheld from the public due to security reasons, but almost all students in school already knew that it was about Dorin and his friend.“Wait, what was the name of his friend again?” they asked each other. “The real pretty one who had a different hair and eye color each day?”“I think it was Ariel?”“No, wasn’t it Ellen?”
Blinding light surrounded Eirian, as well as thick smoke as the lightning found it’s target.“Did we get her?!” asked Johan who stood on top of a raised dais made of bedrock. He raised himself just in time to evade Dorin’s lightning. “I... I think so...” said Xander who was trying to see through the dust and smoke.“Wind!” Venet called, blowing the smoke and debris away. “How annoying.” They saw Eirian climbing out of a thick glass bauble. “Are you really that vehement to stay here, Dorin?” “That’s right Eirian, and it’s not like I could leave, anyway,” replied Dorin. “Didn’t mother tell you that I can’t leave without graduating first?”“Psh,” she snorted. “That would be easy. I could just tell the Dean to give you a diploma. Problem solved. No need to wait for years just for senile old men to decide if you’re good enough to pass.”“I don’t want that, Eirian. I want to learn.” “I can teach you everything they know, and more.” “Yet you would only show me what you want me to see.”
“Fools! Do you honestly think that you could put one ever me?!” Eirian said with a haughty laugh. “On me, who have lived all these years without being commanded or controlled by any other being?! I have waited millennia just for this chance to come, and now that it’s here, do you really think I would just let insects like you foil my plans?” ‘What does she mean by that?’ thought Benette who held Dagon tightly in his arms. ‘Just who is she? And how old is she supposed to be?’“E-Eirian... you promised!” Dorin said as he crouched on the ground, trying to push himself
Johan gasped when Dagon fell unconscious in his arms, the remainder of a half eaten chocolate bar, falling to the ground. “What did you do to-” “Stop.” The force of command in Eirian’s voice made everyone’s body quiver. No one moved. No one could even breath. “You think a mere dragon child would be enough to stop me?” Eirian said with amused laughter. “Now listen to me,” she said, only then did the people around her take a gasp of breath. “No one tells me what to do. I give all the commands here, and you will simply o-” She was surprised when Johan suddenly struck his hand out towards her. She tried to jump back, but wasn’t quick enough. The fire mage quickly grabbed her mouth and covered it with a rough, calloused hand. “Got you, you bitch,” he snarled with Dagon dangling on his left arm, still sleeping. “You think your tricks can work on me? I’m used to dealing with double crossing bastards like you, and I’ve got experience!” He looked back as someone touched his shoul
Benette concentrated on the quivering body in front of him. He knew that as long as there was still warmth, as long as there was a spark of life in the cells within a body, that he could spread that life to create something new. When he was younger, he didn’t know how to heal, he simply knew that a living thing should live, and so wished it. It was so simple and obvious that he just knew that is should be. Just like how the lungs keep on breathing and the stomach digesting and the heart beating. Now that he is older and more knowledgeable of the parts and functions of a living organism
The first time Patrice Francoise Benette used his healing powers was when he was four years old.Coming from a strict, military family, his parents both demanded absolute obedience to rules and utmost respect to the highest authority, which was his father. As soon as he learned to talk, he was taught to call the Benette patriarch ‘Sir’, and told to act accordingly in a disciplined manner. Toys were limited to practical educational materials.
Chapter 112- I Admit Defeat ‘Is that the best you can do?’ Mordecai’s voice taunted Dorin in his mind. ‘I’ve already seen all your attacks, may it be wind, water, fire, earth, and lightning. So what else can you do?’ Dorin didn’t answer. He tried his best to chase and hit the medic, but none of his attacks can seem to touch him. He wanted to release everything, drown in the power of his lightning as before... ‘As before?’ His opponent was a powerful mage from the capital, He didn’t need to worry about holding back or a possible overkill. He can just have some fun again. ‘Again?’ He looked up at the sky and called to the darkness, calling pillars of thunder down upon Mordecai. Still, the attacks didn’t work. ‘Still not good enough.’ Mordecai laughed inside his head. ‘Useless. Should I proclaim myself as the winner now?’ Dorin’s eyes shone golden. He no longer cared what happened before or here after. ‘Not yet.’ he entered Mordecai’s mind. And he had a feeling as well that