Bryson was currently crawling around the orange smoke filled basement of the Warrington Sprite trying his best to avoid getting killed by the store’s magical owner. At least I can breath through the smoke. He thought as he crept behind the various tables.
“So why exactly did you decide that assaulting a Coldwater would be a good idea?” Bryson called out.
“Saw something she shouldn’t have that why!” Edvard called out.
“Must have been important, could you tell me?”
“Shut up kid!” Edvard shouted, “You think your safe in this smoke?” Edvard taunted as he once more began to dissipate the smoke, as the smoke began to be sucked into his wand it suddenly stopped.
“Huh?” Edvard said out loud in confusion, shaking his wand trying to get it to work again.
“Wow! That book about dispelling really works!” Bryson called out.
“Cute.” Edvard growled before motioning his hands and making hand signals.
The entire basement began to shake as a vortex formed in the middle of the room. The tables, cabinets and all the contents in the room began to fly around the room, hurling in chaos.
As Bryson kept his head down to avoid the debris he tried to think. I need to stop talking. Crawling about he suddenly bumped into Lottie.
“Hey there.” She said, currently dawning an oversized helmet.
“Where’s my sister?” Bryson asked.
“Over at the corner trying not to get blown away. I can take you there.” She offered.
Just as she said that an object smashed onto the ground next to them exploding in a web of electricity around them.
“Ahh!” Lottie exclaimed as the electricity shot out towards the two. Only to realize that magically the electricity washed over them, hovering just over the two and was harmlessly absorbed into the ground. Turning she saw Bryson manipulating the electricity.
“You’re good.” Lottie said impressed.
“Wasn’t sure I could do that.” Bryson replied.
A voice somewhere in the room called out, “Careful Edvard! I can’t do anything in this mess!”
“Oh right the other guy.” Bryson recalled.
The vortex suddenly stopped and everything came to a still. Bryson and Lottie waited in the sudden quiet trying to discern out shapes through the smoke of a now very wrecked basement.
“Now get them!” Edvard demanded.
Out of a smoke came approaching the elderly man looking extraordinarily angry. Over his head hovered a massive magic circle glowing purple with power. The symbols on the circle spun and more and more as more rings appeared on the circle.
“That’s not good.” Lottie said bleakly backing up from man.
“No it’s not.” Bryson said quietly. Where is Nico?
***
Nico clashed his blade against the spearman’s weapon. Sliding his blade across the shaft of the spear he tried to cut at his opponent’s hands. Only for his opponent to spring backwards and rebound with a strike of his own.
Grimacing, he parried the attack, stepping back to get some distance between the two, smoke began to surround the two as he tried to figure out his next step.
“Okay, I thought this place was full of mages.” Nico said trying to buy time.
“Oh, it is. I’m a battle mage.” The spearman said with a nasty grin before pointing his spear towards him and blasting out a cone of flame towards him.
Ducking out of the way the flame shot over his head and immediately melted whatever items were on the table behind him. Great, just great. He thought as he narrowly avoided the flames.
Nico was now forced to move back into the melee with the spearman in order to avoid any more spells getting shot at him. As Nico exchanged blows with the spearman, he noticed the spear began to glow.
Lurching back quickly he narrowly avoided the spear ignite with flame. The spearman looked at the retreating Nico with a crooked grin, “I’m a class above a basic swordsman like you.”
As he said that the smoke around the two began to move and twirl around them. Very quickly the current picked up and anything that wasn’t nailed down began to fly around the air.
The two fighters were forced to stop fighting and try their best to avoid getting hit with one of the many flying volatile magic objects.
“Damn it Edvard.” The spearman cursed.
Seeing a moment of opportunity Nico charged forward. After a few more strikes between the two the spearman was forced back, further and further. Getting desperate, the man took a wild swing at Nico.
Nico used the opening and closed in on the spearman, after brief struggle Nico disarmed his larger opponent. Tossing the spear behind him, Nico now stood before his unarmed opponent.
“I’m a knight of Wrabuth, I was taught to take down mages.” Nico said with a smile.
With an angry battle cry the now unarmed spearman charged at Nico, smashing into each other, both men hit the ground as they wrestled for control of Nico’s blade. The spearman managed to get on top during the struggle and began to press the blade down onto Nico’s neck.
As Nico fought to keep his head the objects blowing around them ceased flying. As several objects clattered to the floor something went of upon hitting the ground.
A deadly beam shot at their direction. The spearman hunkered down and allowed Nico to throw him off. Rolling over, Nico was now on top of the spearman and brought his pommel down straight onto the spearman’s forehead. With one solid strike, the spearman was rendered unconscious immediately.
Taking a sigh of relief Nico picked himself up and dashed over towards where the rest of the fighting was.
***
As the elderly man stood over Bryson and Lottie and his spell was about to be fired, Bryson thought up of an idea. One of the many spinning rings inside the spell circle slowed to a stop.
Looking up in confusion, the elderly man witnessed that one by one, each symbol on the ring began to disappear. Snapping his head back towards Bryson he saw that he was manipulating the spell, the elderly man’s face went red with anger.
“How dare you!” He yelled.
“What? I had to use the spell I learned.” Bryson said with a nervous smile.
Before anything else could happen a sudden metal barb attached to a wire shot into the side of the elderly man. Giving a cry of pain the elderly man lost his concentration and the spell dissipated. The wire then came alive with electricity and thousands of volts flowed through the elderly man.
Spasming as the electricity coursed through him, he quickly hit the floor once the current ceased. Bryson stared at the now fallen spellcaster in confusion before looking over to the corner and saw his sister Sable pointing an object at the elderly man.
“What was that?” Lottie asked.
“Some sort of taser.” Sable answered.
“Alright, I’ll admit it.” Edvard interrupted. Bryson quickly turned around only to find Lottie and himself illuminated in purple sent flying into the air and smashing into an overturned drawer. The glow faded the moment they hit the drawer.
“You brats are something else.” He said as he pointed his wand towards the fallen Bryson.
Sable raised the taser ready to fire again. Before she could however, Edvard flicked his wans and the taser glowed purple as it flew from her hands and clattered harmlessly onto the floor. Edvard flicked his wand once more and one of the many enchanted swords that had been strewn about during the melee levitated up.
Pointing at Sable the sword then surged forward, threatening to impale the girl. Before it could reach her, Sable felt a sudden pull yank her forward. Hitting the floor, she felt pain shoot through her arms as she brought them up to brace her fall. She could hear the sword embed into the wall behind her.
Looking up she saw Bryson had used some sort of magic to pull her forward. Edvard unfortunately also noticed Bryson’s interference and was not impressed. Pointing his wand towards Bryson once more.
“Incinerate.” Edvard said as bolt of fire flew out of the wand and directly towards Bryson.
Bryson quickly levitated up a fallen shield to intercept the bolt. Upon making contact Bryson watched in horror as the shield was engulfed in flames before turning to ash. As the charred remains of the shield hit the floor Bryson stared back at Edvard wide eyed.
“That shield was expensive.” Edvard growled before firing another bolt of flame towards Bryson again.
Once more however, the attack was unable to reach its target. This time thanks to Nico Reese. With a deftly swing of his blade, the bolt of flame was put out instantly.
“What? How?!” Edvard exclaimed in disbelief.
“This sword was made to deal with casters like you.” Nico said.
“Eurgh, swordsman.” Edvard spat before his face contorted into a smug grin, “But you can’t keep them all safe can you?”
Thrusting his wand towards Bryson a purple pulse of energy slammed towards him. Nico bolting in between once more cancelled the attack. Using this opening Edvard waved his wand once more and Lottie was yanked forward and landed before Edvard.
Lottie cried out in pain as she tumbled across the littered floor. Looking up he saw Edvard tower over her.
“You first.” Edvard said pointing his wand towards her.
As Edvard was about to cast his spell when blue beam slammed into his back. A magically generated shield automatically activated and held for a moment before shattering and the blast hit him square on his back.
The force of the impact sent him soaring over Lottie and he wound up slamming face first in front of Bryson, out cold.
“Huh.” Bryson said out loud before looking up. There he saw Lila Frost on the top of the stairs, arm extended with her bracelet jangling from her wrist. The blue glow from her bracelet began to fade.
“Lila!” Lottie cried out in joy.
“Hey, thought you guys needed some help.” Lila said with a relieved smile.
