“Where have you been?” Dorin asked Johan when he finally found his roommates. The sun was about to set and were about to leave the mall.
“I ran into the third prince and his friends,” replied Johan.
It took him quite some time to find his companions. Dorin had already bought a bedroll and Vincent’s bags seem to have tripled.
“Really?” Dorin asked. “I haven’t seen them lately.”
[Did they try to do something?] wrote Seb.
“Seems to me this prince keeps trying to get close to you guys.” said Mar who was carrying two bags of her own. “What did they want?”
“Nothing much, said they came back from the capital, something about a funeral and...” he suddenly stopped in his tracks and looked at Seb. “Oh... Oh I get it...”
“Get what?” Dorin asked.
“They were asking me if I knew the head Register,” Johan told him, his eyes still at Seb.
“What did you tell them?” asked Mar as the rest stared at him.
“That I didn’t know
One Way Talk... am craving for chocolate eclairs . . .
Sebastian made his way to the men’s room, walking leisurely as he looked at the priceless works of art that adorned the walls. On his way back, he noticed the waiters guiding a couple of diners as they left the hall. Several of the tables were already empty and the rest of the guests were also starting to leave. He looked at the rest of the diners. They were all on their last course, except for a couple or two who were still finishing their main dish. He then looked at their table. His friends were quite lively. The rest of the tables around them were already empty.‘Perhaps they got offended by how noisy we were.’ He thought to himself.Until he saw one of the waiters rope the area off.Seb felt a chill run down his spine. He hurried back to their table to warn his friends, but it was too late.He watched as Dorin took a bite off the fat éclair he was eating, gulping as he looked at Seb, and fall unconscious on the table
Sebastian and Benette flipped the heavy oak table to its side as soon as Octavius summoned his first creature. They hid with the unconscious boy behind. Seb fumbled under his suit for vials to try to awaken Dorin. It was a good thing he didn’t put on the undershirt which came with the tux and insisted on wearing his own vest instead.[Have you determined the kind of potion they used?] he asked Benette who was still busy checking on Dorin.“It’s a sleeping potion, a potent one made of valerian and strengthened with dark magic,” replied the medic. “I may be able to cancel the valerian potion, but we will need a strong cleansing agent to get rid of the miasma from the dark magic.”“How is Dorin doing?”Seb hit his head on the table's leg in surprise. [What are you doing here?] he asked Mar who suddenly appeared beside him.“Well, it’s starting to get real weird out there, so I decided to join
“One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight... is that the most you could do?” Vincent mocked his brother. The younger Morel was able to summon 8 demons from the in-between, but they were all currently being subdued by the demons his older brother summoned.Twelve of them.Three of their demons were too tattered for battle, and the first one was still busy with the immobilized assailants. But still, his brother’s demons were much bigger than his.“This is not over yet...” Octavius, his hands shaking, made another cut in the air.“Are you sure you should do that?” Vincent chuckled, “A weakened Morel is a danger to himself, you know.”“I know what I’m doing!” the other insisted. Octavius slipped his hand through the darkness once again. “I call upon...”Before the younger Morel could finish the summon, his face suddenly paled and contorted as a shrill screa
The men in suits went around Vincent and his company. They pulled out guns from their coats and pointed them at the University students. Seb calmly raised his hands while Johan and Mar stood their ground, eyeing the waiters as more filed into the room.Dorin stepped towards Benson.“Halt.” Warned the valet. “You are an outsider. You have nothing to do with this.”“And you?” Dorin asked.“I am a servant of the Morel house.” Replied Benson. “I am merely serving my master.”Just then, the middle of the room darkened. The center of the domed ceiling cracked. A dark apparition descended from it. A creature resembling a horse with three heads, its eyes flaming, the massive body of a bull with six taloned feet of a tiger and ended with the tail of a scorpion. It ran on a cloud of miasma and landed on the ground, its claws scratching the marble floor. Benson flinched.On top of the creature
Thank you for reading Phasma this far! ʕ∘(ᴥ)∘ʔっ The first 3 phases have passed, and now we go to... Phasma Phase 4: In Which Training Begins in Earnest Dorin and his new found friends begin the new school year, but ends up being late on their first day. He is quickly put to the test with the fire mage Johan in their Magic Defence class as they join the Military department in a small turnament to test their skills. Follow the adventures of these young mages as their everyday challenges get harder as the school year continues, bringing more action, mysterious missions, and enigmatic characters along the way. And if you wish to support this author further, please don't hesitate to visit my ko-fi site :D my username is: psynoidal
Monday morning and the sun is up, the birds are busy in the world outside, but it seems the tenants inside room SC01 of the Special Class Division still haven’t stirred. Finally, a door in the middle of the hall bursts opens, and out runs Sebastian in a rumpled uniform. Behind him trails a young girl looking flustered as she runs after her master. “Wake up!” Sebastian shouts, pounding on the opposite doors facing each other at the end of the hall. “We overslept!” The door to his left suddenly flew open. A wide eyed boy with a nest of brown hair rushed our and nearly collided with him. “What time is it?!” Dorin called to his roommate as he ran to the bathroom before Seb could reach it. Seb, unable to get to the toilet before Dorin, went back to pounding on Johan’s door instead. “Johan! You still alive in there?” he called. There was no answer. Seb checked the door, finding it locked. “Unlock.” he whispers to the door knob. A cli
Johan and the rest looked closer at the man in black. His long, wavy black hair was in a sleek ponytail that trailed to his thighs, while his black skin was as dark as the tunic he was wearing.“Ombra!” Dorin gasped in recognition.The two walked towards them, Ombra leading the way.“I have come for the young dragon!” he repeated. “You, Dragon Blood,” he addressed Johan, “where have you hidden him?!”Johan frowned at him. “Who the hell are you?” he answered back.Ombra stopped at his tracks. His yellow eyes glared menacingly at the fire mage. The rest of the faculty murmured in front of them.“Lord Ombra.” Damien went between him and the students. “Please settle down. You should at least introduce yourself to these people.”Ombra shifted his gaze to the professors on the dias and snorted. “If I should...” he mumbled.“Fellow ac
“I was told by a colleague that you were trained in guerrilla warfare.” the dean addressed Dorin.“Yes, sir.” replied Dorin. They were currently riding a military truck with an open top, on their way to the military division.“How about you?” he faced Johan. “Have you been trained to fight before?”“Nope.” Johan replied, then suddenly remembered his manners, “No, sir.”“How about street fights or brawls? Have you ever been through fights before.”“Well, yeah of course...” Johan mumbled, he was never good with dealing with men in uniform. “It’s quite common in the mines.”“For now we will be having a kind of tournament for the new recruits.” said the dean, “You will be divided into groups of 5 and will participate in an emblem smashing event. The purpose of this drill is for us to gauge your combat skills, and al