Prologue

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The six remaining magicians looked at their leader's dead body. They turned. Something must have attacked him…

Thump! A sound came from behind the seven. The five oldest living magicians stood up and started to stride around the mansion made out of the trees, leaving the youngest to take care of the body.

"What could've done this to Gralei?" A deep voice came from one of the magicians in the main hall. He had a long, gray beard, longer hair, a blue wizards robe, and small glasses.

"Aaron…" Another wizard stepped into the room. "None of us know…" The wizards both took a breath as the replier stepped into some light.

He, Jackol, was most of the time called 'The Betrayer' by other places on Victoria Island. He had been to every one of them. He had served every one of them. He had backstabbed every one of them. No one knew if he would do the same to Elinia, but Gralei took his chances and let him be one of the Seven Star Wizards.

Jackol wore black wizard robes and a small robe around his waist. He had black hair, only down to his ears.

Ah, the Seven Star Wizards you ask? They are most simply the city counsel of Elinia. They know pretty much everything about magic. They train young magicians, dub them as magicians. Everything.

"All I know is…" Jackol continued to Aaron. "We're going to need to get a new wizard…"