Old, crooked, yet somehow too sure of himself.
He could shut doors that were never built.
Lock whole realms away like they were just cupboards.
People whispered that he carried the keys in his bones.
He smiled like he knew it too.
Not the smile of a man. The smile of someone who thought the world was his toy. Oh, how I wished I could kill him right there.
I lunged at him, but Owen stopped me, I still hate him for doing that.
'The humans would be more enraged if you killed him, I know it will not take you more than a minute. But still, you should learn how to control the beast inside you.' Owen whispered under his breath.
'Kill me if you want,' the mage said with a smirk on his face. If not for Owen calming me down, I would have not hesitated to kill him.
'If anyone in the human world hears that Magnus Cellarstone, the great mage was murdered, the king would not hesitate to launch an attack against the Beasts.' He stated proudly.
'Well, try to attack the Beasts and we'll come back at you tenfold, WE'LL TEAR YOU TO BITS.' I thundered; I was too enraged to say something sensible; the mage or Magnus Cellarstone still kept that ignorant, arrogant smirk on his face.
Suddenly, Magnus Cellarstone snapped his fingers and vanished out of sight. I so wanted to kill him, but alas, I couldn't.
I turned around, people were whispering.
'Callum,' someone touched my shoulder from behind, I turned around, it was Syliora, her emerald- green eyes met mine - it felt like time itself froze for a second.
'You need to control your emotions, don't let them rule your logic,' were the words that came out of her mouth.
Then, a pale glow broke through the shadows. Silver light spilled across the ground as a woman descended, her figure wrapped in flowing radiance. Her long hair shimmered like liquid moonlight, and her eyes glowed with a calm, ancient power. She landed without a sound, and the world seemed to hold its breath.
I didn't know who she was. But some part of me whispered the truth—the kind of knowing that didn't come from the mind, but from the soul. She was not just anyone. She was something divine.
'Callum Lunaris?' She asked