Wednesday, 24 September 2014

A musk of dread and desperation filled our barracks as we were paralyzed in our minds of what to do. The Citadel did not want us to to commit yet a third murder, with two guards in our front door, magically sealed every crevice, crack and opening. A final attempt by our new wizard, whom I felt deeply sorry for as he was dragged into this whole commotion.
    Somehow, someway, he opened the backdoor using his magic. A small hope fluttered in all of us as I managed to physically lockpick the door. The wizard was the first to sneak out using a spell of invisibility, I felt a sense of only pure fear as that if we were caught attempting to sneak out, We would be denied the right of ceremony to execution, only to die on the spot. He slowly opened the door to freedom only to be surrounded by a flurry of archers wearing cat goggles which are able to counteract any illusion spells. We slammed the door in haste, not wanting to be shot. A voice from the hallway stopped us in our tracks. Panic overtook us as the voice could be anyone out for our heads, we all scrambled out. I ran towards the monk's room and locked the door.
    Hoping my friends had found a way out, I slowly leaned against the wall betting for a bit of an eavesdrop. A bit of me was relieved when the voice was just the rouge of team Charlie. The rougue has said that he found incriminating evidence of team Alpha, and it seems deeper than the deep dark ocean. Supposedly team Alpha is working for the surrounding kingdoms, and all they want to do is bring the downfall of the Citadel and kingdom.
    He wants to help stop the execution, he can help us by getting  only one item from their base, we had a choice of a spell in which we all could telepathically speak to him and us without the single movement of our lips. A hidden ring that allows the user to cast spells without saying a word, a ring that is hidden with a small blade to cut the rope when it is bound to our hands, another ring that can give us all tremendous strength to break free of our nooses, and finally a spell that cast a black smoke screen that makes vision to see through impossible except for those who cast it.
    After much debating, the final choice of our item was the telepathic spell. We don't have any spells that as of our past experiences, the blade ring won't give us enough time, the ring of strength is not enough to get us of there, and the black smoke screen would only last a little while before we get executed. Talking is not a skill we're good at as shown at the court three times. He could help us on what to say and get us out of this slippery situation. He then slithered back into the vents in which I have not noticed they were ever there for the past five years I have been there. A long time passed with each minute closer to execution, soon enough the rouge came back with the item that we considered the gate to our freedom, and our lives.
    The crowd that was about to witness the execution of an entire barrack was in mixed feelings, some felt guilty that they let us die, some were proud and loud about our soon to be deaths. This crowd was particularly big since there has never been an execution of an entire barrack and wanted to see us choke on the rope. I could spy the other barracks within the crowd, all but team Alpha, I thought they were the ones who wanted our necks hung the most but yet they were not there? "Any last words?" the guard said to the dwarf, monk and wizard as I stood beside with hands tied and feet stood still.
    I felt some heat radiate onto my body, maybe it was the sun just coming out of the cloud. But when I stared a bit on the sun, It dawned on me, It was moving closer, and it was not the sun. Everything and everyone was blinded and deafened by a combination of pure intense heat, light brighter than the suns and fear by this fireball larger than anything, paralyzing everyone.
    I opened my eyes, still nearly blinded and unsteady looking at the chaos, most of team Charlie and Delta were missing members, body parts and heads with nowhere being unscathed by this ball of fire. As the ringing in my ears subsided, A small snicker was heard behind me. The entire Alpha team was there with a horde of an army waiting to rip fresh blood. "Run!!! You're gear is in the fruit stand of the market, and get to the teleporter!" is what I heard from the rouge within my mind. I locked my eyes on to the long field which held the market behind the once huge crowd, now reduced to bloody gibs.
    As hastily I untied the bounds around my hand and dashed towards the battlefield which now had all kinds of monsters attacking with the teachers and some of what remains of the teams fighting back. Dragons roared and soared above as they fired relentless fireballs raining death. I wanted to avenge those who died, but alas I was totally defenseless. I hear the sound of fire raging towards the ground and it finds its target, the monk. What is left of her smoldering body is burnt, black flesh was somehow still breathing. I dragged her by the arms to reach the market before we were subjected to more deadly flames.
    The cleric reached us and casted a life saving healing spell on the monk. Now she was no longer burning and we could move faster. We ran up to the lonely fruit stand that contained our items and our livelihoods. I felt something extremely hot before blacking me out, I woke up by the cleric who yet again me before the burnt flesh would take over me. With the Alpha team on our tails with no sigh stopping, we dashed with all our force to the teleporter. Captain Greenwood was already there at the white pedestal that surrounded the pillars of teleportation, telling us to come quickly. Something was off about his tone though, it felt... different, and I saw him in the field fighting off creatures and telling us to go to the teleporter. Regardless of this, we had no time. When we reached Captain Greenwood, he transformed, something we despised.
    The wizard of team Alpha cleared the illusion that he was Captain Greenwood and cast a spell of paralyzing, yelling out that we were fools, somehow no one was actually frozen or paralyzed. Rage emminated from all of us and projected it onto the wizard, attacking with all our might. The grandmaster and owner appeared seemingly out of nowhere, now the wizard copied the exact looks of him and soon became a fight so quickly we could not judge who is who. We all struck at one of them, hoping that it was the wizard. One fell down and slowly melted away to be revealed as the wizard.
    The Grandmaster ushered us to move as quickly can be to the pillars, since Alpha team and its army were right up to the steps of the teleporter. Right as they were about to attack us, we felt our selves become part of the world, fading away. We did not know where we were except for the fact that it was extremely cold and snow surrounded as far as the eye could see. We peered around, and saw the entire Citadel alight and burning below us. It wasn't just the Citadel though, all of the kingdom was under attack. And from that moment from now on would be very different forever.


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