Escape Lahel stood outside the city of Egypt for what seemed to be ages. He shielded his eyes from the dust, that scattered in the air, caused by a combination of the wind and the ventilation from the potholes above the city. Though he didn’t know what to expect, Lahel did know who to expect. It wasn’t until half an …

Xernim1XernimA parasitical entity that sometimes benefits its host Gauntlets Gin took his time preparing for the last lesson with Alder. He checked each INS one by one, making sure they functioned as intended. Though tedious in nature, Gin managed to work on two INS at the same time, one with his left and the other on his right. Satisfied with …

Preparations For War The diversity of the mages amazed Gin. From the rough skins of the fire elementals to the mages with tubular holes embedded within their flesh, every single person made Gin want to reach out and touch them, his curiosity overwhelming him. However, his self-control restrained him, binding him to his spot. Gin estimated about two-thousand mages either …

The Next Phase ‘Yanus. Oi, Yanus. Ugh. Esper! Wake up!’ Esper opened one eye then went back to sleep upon seeing his disgruntled colleague. He felt tired. He yearned for that five minutes more in bed but a strong slap to the face made Esper jump out of his bed, crashing to the floor in his confusion. He looked up …

Wontiferus Poxim Gin sidestepped a diagonal swing, keeping his balance, steeling himself for the next barrage of attacks. Alder told him to dodge, not that he had a choice in the matter. With his INS taken away, Gin didn’t have a way to defend himself. Alder picked up the pace. Gin ducked below the first strike then rolled out of …

The Low-Ranked As Gin waited in the corridor for the room opposite to become vacant, he made a mental note of all the mages that passed him. By now Gin could guess the type of mage someone was based on their traits. The self-imposed classification and terminology the mages possessed seemed random at first but, after his brief stay in …

Identities ‘Rank, magi classification and name please,’ a voice bellowed from within the cave. ‘Rank D Utility Medic type. Name is Babacla, Tom.’ ‘Ah! Tom! Long time no see.’ A bald man emerged from the cave, carrying either a set of clothes or boxes full of rations in each of his four arms. He placed them on the counter, counting …

Battalion Leader Gin eyed the box in front of him, brought to him by Joan. Though he told her his wounds healed up already and had nothing to worry about, she persisted in doing the menial jobs, like collecting his food rations. It peeved him but he overlooked her unwanted actions due to the good intentions. The box contained a …

Recovery Gin opened his eyes, blinked, then closed them again. He wanted to rub his eyes but his arms refused to listen. They remained motionless by his side. He tried the same for the rest of his body, but it gave the same result. He could make slight neck movements but felt a sharp pain in his chest that stopped …

A Simple Test As she double-checked the documents, Maria Anasta sighed, placing the papers on her desk before taking a long, hard look at the man in front of her. Something about his appearance felt off. It wasn’t his tanned skin, nor his short stature, but rather the peculiar way his facial hair he possessed grew. It was trimmed as …