All Chapters of Ultimate Sorcerers: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Agnes POVI ran profusely through the woods as though my life depended on it, it kinda did, given that i was been chased down by soldiers with swords and wolves, i ran as fast as my legs could carry me but my legs couldn’t take me far enough as i kept tripping, falling and getting up again, what made it even worse was that i was carrying a basket with a child in it, my newborn child, the guards didn’t relent as they used the wolves to their full disposal sniffing down their target.“By order of the one true king, ruler of all English empire, king Crowell, I order you to turn yourself in” one of the guards said in a loud voice which echoed through the empty woods. They guards seemed to have lost their tracks for a while and wanted to use threats to snuff their target out.Meanwhile, after running for so long, I took refugee under a tree which opening looked like that of a cave, but as I attempted to use stealth and stay alive, before me was another problem, a more disturbing one at mos

Agnes PovThe magic spell I had casted was too overwhelming as I was weak already, all they guards presently were under my spelI apart from one, the king guards who had golden breasted plates, he lunged forward with deadly speed as I turned around I saw him just centimeters away from me.With resounding defiance I looked towards him with domineering look "de via mea!!!” I casted a casted which created a violent wave of telekinesis, ripping and tearing apart everything towards his part, but surprisingly to me, he just stood there unaffected by my magic, doubtfull thoughts became to fillfill my mind, why is he so strong and unmoved by my spells? What kind of beast is he? In that moment I hesitated and uncertainty filled my mind making me lose concentration for a split secondThe guard used the deviation to his advantage as he drove his sword towards my lower abdomen "ahh..." I gasped for air as I felt life slowly escaping from my grasp and there was nothing I could do about it. I knew

I groggily opened my eyes, still lost in the depths of sleep when a jarring noise shattered the tranquility of the night. Confusion clouded my mind as I tried to make sense of the situation. But before I could even utter a word, Cain burst into the room, his face etched with worry and urgency.“Agnes, we need to move! We’re under attack,” he exclaimed, his voice laced with a sense of urgency that sent shivers down my spine. My heart raced, and I felt the weight of dread settling in the pit of my stomach.“Who is attacking us?” I managed to ask, my voice laced with a mixture of fear and curiosity. “Is it King Crowell’s men?”Cain’s eyes widened in surprise at my knowledge of our adversaries. His silence confirmed my suspicions, and a surge of anger coursed through me. How dare them, threatening the lives of innocent locals?Before I could utter another word, he swiftly scooped me up into his arms, lifting me effortlessly from the comfort of the bed. As I clung to him, my mind raced, th

As we wandered through the woods, the soft rustling of leaves beneath our feet provided a rhythm to our journey. The moonlight filtered through the thick canopy above, casting intricate patterns on the forest floor. I could sense the weight of Cain's curiosity, and I knew it was time to share the truth with him."Cain," I began, my voice tinged with both sadness and determination, "there's something I haven't told you. King Crowell's men are hunting me because they believe I killed his father with witchcraft."His eyes widened with surprise, and he turned to look at me, his expression a mix of concern and disbelief. "Killed? But why would they think that?"I took a deep breath, bracing myself to reveal my secrets to him. "I come from a long line of powerful sorcerers," I explained. "My family possessed ancient magic that has been passed down through generations. But when a baby was born, I knew she would be in danger because of our legacy. So, I had to make a difficult choice."I saw t

I stepped into the room where Cain was receiving treatment, carrying a tray of warm food I had prepared for him. His smile lit up the room as he saw me, and my heart swelled with relief and affection.“Agnes, you’ve come,” he said, his voice filled with warmth. “I was hoping you’d visit.”I set the tray down on a nearby table and pulled up a chair beside his bed. “Of course, Cain. I couldn’t stay away,” I replied, a soft smile playing on my lips.He chuckled softly, wincing slightly at the movement. “I guess the tables have turned,” he said playfully. “Now you’re the one nursing me back to health.”I couldn’t help but laugh. “Yes, it seems that way. But you were so brave out there, protecting me from that boar. I owe you my life.”Cain’s expression softened, and he reached out to take my hand. “You don’t owe me anything, Agnes. I would do it all over again, without hesitation.”His touch sent a jolt of warmth through me, and I squeezed his hand gently. “Thank you,” I whispered, my voic